[Is it weird to still want to kiss a guy who just ate a giant mutant rat?

He really is distracted, even as he works. He's doing the touching, but watching how focused Dextera is on it is endearing. It's easy to let his touch linger more than it needs to and focus on his own breathing.

But if he gets too worked up over tending to someone's wounds, it'll definitely be weird, so he eventually breaks the silence while he's testing some of this alien plant on a cut. Supposedly, it'll ease irritation and accelerate repair...]

There are more of those weird things out there. [He decides to share that now, covering one wound with a much better bandage. He scavenged some other house in the woods, apparently, since he pulled these out of his jacket just now.] I have a spell in place on this cabin so it's not as noticeable, but if anything strong like that gets too close, it probably won't be enough.

[He frowns. Really, he just wants to relax and explore what exactly these feelings are with Dextera, but apparently they're not allowed to have a break where they can truly relax.]