The streets I used to own [OPEN]

[Neva]

Well she definitely couldn't turn away now. Neva never turned her back on people that were in need, and even if he wasn't expressing that he needed help, she knew she could provide. It went against everything she believed if she let him walk away without offering her services. Neva frowned a moment, and then looked over her shoulder at the arena. Then she turned back to Sitka, "I do have to stay for the match But maybe after I could help? I am a healer after all."

Neva didn't advertise her healing abilities all that often--she didn't run a clinic and she had other jobs on her plate. But she knew what it was like to be in a tough spot, and she didn't have plans for her time after the match. "I could meet you after the game. And don't worry about a payment, it isn't necessary." 

[Sitka]

Sitka seemed to consider it. It had been a while since people offered something without asking for money. There had to be something she wanted from him and he couldn't meet her at his house. There wasn't even supposed to be anyone living there so he would have been in trouble if discovered. Rubbing his neck all the while, a nervous habbit he had picked up from his father, Sitka sighed. "If I go home, there's no way I would be able to get up and meet you again." He explained and it wasn't a lie, but it wasn't the real reason he didn't want to have them meet somewhere else. "I can wait for you here if you haven't changed your mind by the end of the match." He motioned for her to go on inside as he rested his back on the wall again.

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OOC: Please just grab him and pull him inside or just have Neva mention she saw him outside so people can kick his butt inside XD

[Neva]

"Well if I leave you out here, how do I know you'll stay?" Neva said. She was mostly teasing, but at the same time she was making a point. He could easily walk away in pain without her nearby. Neva had met a lot of people, and it wouldn't surprise her if he was one of those types who didn't want to be bothered with bothering others. Luckily, Neva made it her business to be bothered. 

She went over and hooked her arm with his and took a step forwards, knowing he'd either have to step with her or fumble along. 

"We'll sit through this match together, and then I'll take care of you. And don't worry, I won't hold you longer than necessary," Neva said. She then ushered Sitka into the arena with her. It was easy enough to get him inside, with him being an ex-probender and her being a healer. Once they were into a blocked off area reserved specifically for the healers she waved to a nearby seat. 

"There," she said, letting go of his arm and placing her hands on her hips. "It's not so bad in here. There aren't too many people back here, so we never have to worry about crowds. Can I get you anything while you're here?"

[Sitka]

The look on Sitka's face was priceless as Neva single-handedly managed to do what his old teammates had been unable to. It had been so long since someone had not taken his bullshit and protests seriously and had gotten their way instead. The last person to have done that was his mother, Spirits bless her soul.

Getting in was a breeze. Some were even smilling at him for showing his face in the arena again. Some said they even had missed him and it was good to see him again, as they went about their work. He had been speechless until she let go of him once in the healers' seats. "I... no thank you." He said as if in a daze. It had been so long and it was happening so fast.

He had to take a seat. The pain he felt as he did was very much real and it showed on his face no matter how hard he tried to fight it. This snapped him back to reality just as the Tigerdillos were introduced so the match could start.