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Whumpee that's never had genuine comfort before

(comfort stuff)

Caretaker trying to be gentle and whumpee freaks the fuck out--"what are you doing?!" With paranoid wide eyes
"I'm cleaning your wounds...." "Not like that you're not. Here, give me the needle."
Caretaker trying to comfort them--"fuck, you've had it rough" and reaching out for a hug and whumpee just stares at them
Whumpee trying to be "nice" to caretaker by slapping them on the back painfully hard and making boisterous vague remarks that are supposed to be compliments
Or, whumpee staring at caretaker wondering how to say "thank you" in a way that won't get them beaten up, like last time
Caretaker impulsively hugging or touching them out of kindness and whumpee flinches away and grabs the spot like it burns
"You've always taken care of your own wounds?" Caretaker says. Whumpee frowns, confused. "Who else is supposed to do them?"
"Look, I get that you're trying to be nice, caretaker, but I have it handled," whumpee trying to get themself across the kitchen by leaning on the counters.
"I do not need you. It's okay. I'm not a burden."