PHOEBE
there's a bulletproof bond
Phoebe had her ear pressed to the door, listening for Eli's footsteps. It didn't sound like he was moving in any way that would indicate he was hurt, so that was good! As she sound of his steps coming up the stairs drew near, she took a step back, but not far enough, finding herself rather close when he stepped in. "You're not hurt?" she said, a note of worry in her voice as she glanced over him. Now seeing him, it did put her a bit more at ease. Clearly he wasn't in any sorry state. She did spot the scrape on his arm though.
"Here, let me clean that up for you." she said, going to her supply closet and pulling out a little rag and bottle of witch hazel. She poured a little of the liquid onto the rag before gently cleaning the wound with it. "Oh I am sure he is sleeping the little jerk." she grumbled as she tended to his wound. "Thank you for jumping out to get the key. I am really sorry about that. I'll be having a harsh word with him so it won't happen again." she said as a promise, releasing his arm one the scrape was all clean.
"Here, let me clean that up for you." she said, going to her supply closet and pulling out a little rag and bottle of witch hazel. She poured a little of the liquid onto the rag before gently cleaning the wound with it. "Oh I am sure he is sleeping the little jerk." she grumbled as she tended to his wound. "Thank you for jumping out to get the key. I am really sorry about that. I'll be having a harsh word with him so it won't happen again." she said as a promise, releasing his arm one the scrape was all clean.
between me and you
