Aya shot the doctor a look, then nodded. "I know, shhh, it's okay. You got hurt kitten, and the doctors have to stitch you up." She was ignoring the bite for now. It wasn't bad after all. "I'm gonna hold your head okay? I'm right here." And she did just that, laying her hands along his cheeks and leaning forward so her hair fell around him. A curtain against the world, as much as she was able to offer anyway.