"Tch" Aaron said to himself as he walked the the usual alley way he took, most of the time when he came over this place. He looked at the trash cans tipped over, as he stepped over them as if he thought that they were a game. Upon further travel down the dark ally, he discovered a man covered with wounds from what he could see. From his pocket, Aaron took out a handkerchief, that he always carried around and came up to the man. He looked at the wounds which bled the most and approached the man going to address his wounds.
With the handkerchief he wiped off the blood from the wounds, even though he wasn't a trained doctor or medic he understood the basics. He looked at the man, ignoring what ever he had to say, and continued treating the wounds til the were at least clean and stopped bleeding for the most part. After he was finished, he stood up and handed the man an 'aspirin' pill clearly written on it.
"So you mind, explaining?" Aaron asked as he crossed his arms and leaned agaisnt the alley wall, cautious as he didn't know what to expect from this stranger.