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[Akira just sighs, reaching out to take his shoulders and steady him. He leaves one for him to lean into, reaching for the bandages with his other and carefully peeling from the end point. He circles, shifting his hand on Goro's shoulder and the bandage to keep him steady and continuously pull the bandaging. When he reaches the wound itself, he slows, and when the bandages are completely removed he doesn't look at it. Both hands go back to Goro's shoulders and he guides him to sit back on the lip of the tub.]

Can I help you get in, or are you going to scorn me for that, too? [His tone is just... quiet. Impassive. He's so tired of his own reflexive desire to help constantly threatening Goro's reflexive need to be independent, he just... can't argue about it right now.]