"We need to try and get the swelling down…" Poppy spoke as she made her way into James's kitchen after a few incorrect steps that set her towards different areas of the house. Pulling a dish cloth from the sink and placing cubes of ice within its thick cloth make up, she then brought it to James. Pressing it gently to his lip, she watched as he took hold of the item and set it onto his wound himself, thank her in the process.
"Aren't you worried about the Krays?" He asked while watching her sit constantly before him. Even if she had felt a version of fear, she seemed to hide it rather well beneath kind eyes and a light smirk of approval.
"Well, we were not exactly subtle at the hotel...and I am sure if they were there, they spotted us the same as Simon…" she paused, walking towards Jam
