Kalib hisses quietly when Virgil takes his arm. He winced and scuffed the toe of his shoe on the ground, not meeting Virgil's or Oris' gaze. "It's just a scratch, nothing more." He mumbles, but the wound reveals itself to be more than just a scratch.
"I'm sorry." Kalib says, stopping himself before his thoughts of keeping the next time he's injured secret to keep himself from this attention could leak out. This type of attention he doesn't enjoy and isn't as used to. He tries to take his arm back from Virgil.

Virgil sighed and continue to hold Kalib's injured arm. "Kalib this isn't just a scratch and I worry for your safety and I don't want to lose another friend do to their own recklessness and don't apologize," Virgil said in soft tone o voice, "But you also must keep your body healthy and tell someone if you have an injury, anywhere so that way they can help fix it the best they can," Virgil then nods at Oris to say that he heard what he said.

Oris pulled his kit out of his bag and opened it, just like the way he took care of his wearpons he alwais made sure things were in order in it so of course everything inside of it was placed cleanly in a way that made it quick to access. First he pulled somthing to clean the wound, tho he had to sympatise with Kalib as those things tended to sting quite a bit. " I have to use this before i can bandage it, please dont move it wont be long."

"Ok..." Kalib still feels hesitant to give Oris or Virgil his word about telling them when he is injured since he doesn't want to break it later. He simply nods when Virgil stops talking to show that he understands, though he didn't give confirmation that he will follow through with it, and brushes his bangs out of his eyes when they slip down once more. He feels more guilty the longer he stands under Virgil and Oris' care and can't wait to be free once more. He keeps quiet and still for as long as needed. He doesn't try to get out of Virgil's grip again. He'd do anything to make time speed up and get this ordeal and the meeting out of the way.

To avoid making things more inconfortable for Kalib, Oris quickly clean the wound while remaing as thorough as he could before wraping it in clean bandages. At least all those years visiting the local hospital with his grandfather gave him some knowledge on how to help with small injuries and perhaps contributed to how he perceave the others a bit.

Virgil sighed when the wound was wrapped in clean bandages. Virgil lets go and gives Kalib an energy bar to eat.

Kalib nods his thanks and takes his arm back carefully. He accepts the energy bar and can't help but grin and make a small comment about how Virgil must be a magician too. If people gave him snacks whenever he hurt himself or got depleted of energy, perhaps he should do that or act that way more often. Kalib shakes his head and dismisses his thoughts since he knew his friends hadn't ment the food to be a reward for those reasons. He hesitates before eating the energy bar, humming his thanks as he rocks back on his heels before continuing.
He feels energized enough to travel over to Grey, but he doesn't really want to leave Aryn's side either - especially if the Harbinger of Chaos is going to give him another sample of the energy drink. Kalib didn't get his hopes up and heads back to Grey, not thinking when he attempts to hold his counterpart's hand.

To Kalib's great surprise, Grey takes ahold of the Primitivity Harbinger's hand and squeezes it a little, giving a slight smile.

When Grey takes his hand at first, Kalib is very surprised but also very pleased. It melts away into an almost unexplainable burst of energy and excitement. He bounces and gives Grey a hug without letting go of his hand as he giggles uncontrollably.
"You're holding my hand. You're holding my hand!" He squeals. It takes a few minutes for him to calm down and act sane again. "You're holding my hand." He says solemnly, though his eyes didn't stop sparkling with happiness and he never stops beaming.

Observing the interaction between Kalib and Gray, Oris started to wonder if he should try make more phisical contacts with his own counterpart. He wasn't a very phisicaly affective guy from the start so if Aryn woudn't have grabbed onto his arm the day prior they could have gone for quite a while without realising that their link was starting to form. Speaking, or well thinking, of the link, it was another raison why he was so unsure, despite how he acted he was preaty stressed about everything and well, a bit effraid of Maddy in a way. He may not have been with them for long and he may not be very vocal about it, not at all actualy but this team was the closest thing to a fully fledge familly he ever had and loosing that wasn't an option for him.