Firestone Hot Springs i took an oath, it's killing me though

It really wasn't fine, but Pheiros let it go, deciding it was better to focus on getting the injured boy into the water safely and without hurting him anymore. 

Thankfully, he seemed to be bale to do that much, and once they were in the warm, stinky pool, he felt the other boy relax against him. It was a few moments before he spoke, paying him a compliment that made his cheeks warm. Pheiros was unsure what to say in return, so he awkwardly said nothing. Then the stranger was complimenting him further, and his cheeks were heating even more. He had never been called pretty, and it only made his heart beat furiously in his chest that the one calling him that was far prettier than he was. Oh, um, thanks. So are you, he said, feeling immediately dumb. So are you? Now he was hitting on his patient? That was probably against some kind of healer's rule book or something. 

He quickly tried to change the subject. What happened to you? he asked. He was curious about that and now seemed like a good time to ask.