C.C hiccuped slightly, not bothering to hide her flinching as the younger trainer dressed her wound. Once he finished, C.C scratched Flayke's head as he sniffed the bandage. C.C looked to the other trainer, "Thanks" she said, her voice small and soft. She turned to look at the reason she needed the bandages, "Sorry. Wasn't your fault, it was mine. I wanted to make sure you weren't hurt or anything... I got careless, so yea..." C.C awkwardly trailed off, uncomfortable and needless to say, a little embarrassed being the center of attention. Not that she hated attention, she loved attention, not the awkward attention you get when you know you screwed up and now everyone could bask in the glory of your own stupidity. "Sorry again." she muttered, fiddling with her beanie, pulling it down a little farther as if to hide her face.