Avery reentered the bedroom with a first aid kit in her hand.

She knelt down by Elliot's legs and began to undress his wounds.

His injuries were more severe than she had imagined.

A large piece of skin was missing from his leg, revealing the bloody red flesh underneath…

He must have been in agony!

Elliot barely twitched while Avery treated and dressed his wounds.

He noticed that her breathing had turned heavy.

"It looks worse than it is. It doesn't hurt," he said, his voice piercing through the silence.

He wanted to make her feel better, but she did not want his false consolation.

Avery poked his wounds with her finger, causing Elliot to inhale sharply.

"Tell me again how much it doesn't hurt," she said as she glared at him with reddened eyes.

Elliot placed his arms behind him, then narrowed his eyes and said, "It doesn't hurt."

He was betting on her not poking at his wounds again.

Her heart would ache at his pain.

"Go to bed! You have to be on bed rest for at least ano