"You don't have to..." He said, voice raspy and growling. If there is anything he despise, it's human kindness as he sees it as a weakness. And yet, he's see an opportunity to take advantage of the situation. Not that he plans to get better and seek revenge just for an gashed up eye and a few broken bones. Yet.

Eventually he found himself in her home, a makeshift shed. Silently, he slithered with his limp legs, tucked in wings to the temporary beddings and rest there, allowing her to clean him up and fixies his wounds without much resistance. Not that he has any strength to resist since he hasn't been eaten for days, so he's skinny and ribs are showing, hollowed in.

"No." He growls when she pets him, teeth bare showing fangs, and hisses as he bats her hand away, but with no intention of harming her. "Enough. That is enough." Once she steps back, she could see the temper and hurt in his eyes as he curled up into a ball once again on the beddings to sulk.