DOWNING MANSION

POV MARCELINE

Before we left the forest parking area, Grey helped clean up my shins. Well, it was more like Grey handed me a rudimentary first aid kit and handed me what I asked for. I couldn't be sure, but he seemed a bit squeamish at the sight of my injuries.

Once I wrapped my legs in a thick layer of gauze we visited several herb and plant shops. It took us a while to find the right plant my mother wanted. But once we did, Grey ordered their entire ...