As the man offered his jacket to Roxy, she would glare at him with her sky blue eyes, refusing the offer. [i]"He[/i] did [i]just say that I would be fine, correct?"[/i] The question was rhetorical. In truth, aside from the bleeding from her torso, she looked completely fine; her stance was fine, her skin tone was normal, and her eyes were clear, aware. Not clouded by pain or blood loss. Cael gave Roxy a meaningful look, before she looked away, and Cael returned to the man with sigh. [i]"She can be a bit rude at times. Don't think too poorly of her. ... I appreciate the offer of your aid, but I must decline, for now, at least. It's... quite a bit of a personal matter, however... however... how....[/i]" Cael cut off, wincing in pain; from what, was unseen. He rubbed his temples with his thumbs, shutting his eyelids. That was when Roxy turned back, and seeing Cael's state, continued his sentence for him. [i]"... however we might need help sometime soon,"[/i] She finished. [i]"And yes, he's alright. Minor headache, happens often."[/i] It was pretty obvious that she was either not telling the full truth, or blatantly lying; it was also obvious that she would refuse to speak any more of that matter. Cael soon lifted his head once more, the whites of his eyes having gone slightly bloodshot. He smiled at the man, acting as though nothing had happened.