Tyler winced for a moment until she finished, moving his arm around a few times. Standing up, he pulled his shirt back on and rubbed his chest. It was still sore from that bear's kick, occasionally throbbing with pain.
"Thanks.." Tyler said, biting his lip for a moment. "So I'm just gonna ask 'cause I'm getting a vibe...are you mad at me?" He rubbed his neck at the last part, feeling unsure and uneasy.
Blaine came back out of the garage, wearing a pair of padded mechanic gloves. His shirt had blood speckled on it, still very fresh. Lighting a cigarette, he bobbed his head to the boombox next to him that was playing a loud metal song.