He practically snorted when she mentioned broken bones or bruises - "Only my ego," he managed to utter despite his guarded nature. Still, he felt as if he owed her. But how was he going to pay her back? She didn't need help - if anything, she seemed far better off than him. He wondered if that was fair though he quickly dismissed it. He didn't want to be that awful, right? Even if she acted so happy to help, he understood a debt when he had one.

He noticed her eyes then as they passed over his leg and he smirked to himself, amused by the thought that he believed he'd be able to hide it any longer. He couldn't stop himself then even if she didn't mention it - "Don't worry - that's an old wound." He shrugged, his voice even dared to sound jesting at himself as he motioned towards the stump. "It won't get in the way of me paying you back. Do you have food?" He was direct, at least, though he struggled to maintain eye contact now that he had been found out. She smelled like him - a stray. Maybe getting her through another week would be enough to pay her back for giving him the same. Sure, he was a poor hunter but he was an exceptional scavenger.

With that, he moved to reassure her of his okay-ness. He stretched back, flexed his paws against the ground, wiggled in place. Sure, he had a bruise or two but that was just life, right? Besides, seeming okay was the least he could do for somebody who had gone out of their way. "Abel, by the way." He said mid-stretch before he rose once more though his eyes never quite met hers.