"Me? Nothing, I just merely brought him back as Sarah requested." Aiden answered in a casual manner, not minding the still dripping dark, oily substance from his body. The complete disconnect between his demeanor and outlook gave a shivering, frightful feel to the onlookers. Even Sarah, who knew more about this boy than the rest was startled a bit.
"Is that blood?" Sarah asked looking at Aiden's discolored, messy right arm.
"This?" Raising his arm in front of him, he looked at his hand closer. "Most likely." Giving it a brief thought, he shrugged, answering calmly. Keeping his arm raised, he turned his attention shifting it to the worried-looking girl.
"Do you have something I can use to clean it?" He asked as the friendly smile returned once more to his face.