He gave a nervous laugh, thinking she had forgotten his name already. It was probably for the better. If anyone knew that Neo had been that angel, they would immediately assume the worst.
Her hut was small, and rather isolated. Why? Shouldn't a girl like this be in the middle of town, surrounded by freinds and admirers? Somehow the thought of her having a boyfriend hadn't come to mind yet. His eyes darted around nervously. She was bound to have one... or three. What would they think if they saw him holding her like this? Beaten to death came to mind. Torture, neck-snapping, and the like.
But he would be brave, for once. He had to be. It wasn't like she could walk herself in there. Maybe he could drop her off then run and get the medic.
He pushed on the door. No ambush. No muscle-bound boyfriend. Just a makeshift table, and one bed. "Do you, um. Have anyone to take care of you? I mean, till you get back on your feet."