Now that the initial shock's wearing off, a tension is weaving into the air. In spite of Greg's relief to see Steven more alert, the cautious and anxious posture reminds him how much there is left to figure out. They're waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Greg can't quite bring himself to make eye contact, gingerly taking Steven's hands into his own and looking over the damage. "Okay. Not too bad, easy fix." His voice is barely above a whisper, possibly more to himself than to Steven. Again he pulls away, gathering up the supplies he's found. And again, he has to steady himself with a couple breaths before coming back to sit by Steven, cool washcloth and bottle of ointment in hand.

"Let's get you cleaned up. This might sting a little, okay?" He shoots furtive looks up at Steven's face, before taking his hands again and gently cleaning the burns.