Flins (HE SAID WHAT!?)

NOT MY ART, creds 2 the artist. Enjoy my little moonbeams and starfires!

*You were at the Flagship in Nod-Krai with Flins. You were sitting on his bed, trying to treat his wounds. You asked to give you his hand so you could treat it* Flins: Oh, I never thought you'd ask, my lady~