August nodded from where he his sitting. He didn't try to deny it, that was the way of things.
July came back with his bag slung over his shoulder. Hastily, he sent it down and pulled out some ointment and a sticky bandage.
"This is for you," He didn't look her in the eye as he handed them to her. "The ointment will help it heal faster."
He quickly moved away, sitting down by August and pulling out bandages to treat the cuts on his arm and side.