Jonathan, when the changes initially hit, had simply gone to the pharmacy in hopes of some pain medication.
He was rather alarmed to find that he was not being given something such as laudanum (at the very least, he knew it was the most common perscription for pain), but something called 'Asprin'. He had no idea what Asprin was, frankly, but apparently it would do the trick without any of the side effects laudanum brought along with it (which, he'd also heard tales of and was therefore at least somewhat relieved to hear).
Naturally by the time he'd even made it to the pharmacy, his own...changes were done. Simple things, but no less alarming given that it was a set of large horns right from his head. He hadn't even realized they were there until he'd looked into a mirror.
He was still reminding himself they were there now.
But all the same it felt impolite to barge into a pharmacy without purchasing something, and if word from others who had been here longer was to be trusted- and given the horns, it most certainly was- so he'd left with a bottle of asprin caplets.
"My goodness..!" For a moment he could assume the woman on the street has entered hysteria, the laughter that enters the air- and as it becomes screaming, he acts immediately. He has these medications on hand after all- and he can't stand idly by! "Here," he insists, already holding out the small jar with one hand and taking his jacket off with the other. "I've been told they help with pain...we can use this coat to handle the bleeding as well," Jonathan continues, focused entirely on helping this 'poor' young woman.
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He was rather alarmed to find that he was not being given something such as laudanum (at the very least, he knew it was the most common perscription for pain), but something called 'Asprin'. He had no idea what Asprin was, frankly, but apparently it would do the trick without any of the side effects laudanum brought along with it (which, he'd also heard tales of and was therefore at least somewhat relieved to hear).
Naturally by the time he'd even made it to the pharmacy, his own...changes were done. Simple things, but no less alarming given that it was a set of large horns right from his head. He hadn't even realized they were there until he'd looked into a mirror.
He was still reminding himself they were there now.
But all the same it felt impolite to barge into a pharmacy without purchasing something, and if word from others who had been here longer was to be trusted- and given the horns, it most certainly was- so he'd left with a bottle of asprin caplets.
"My goodness..!" For a moment he could assume the woman on the street has entered hysteria, the laughter that enters the air- and as it becomes screaming, he acts immediately. He has these medications on hand after all- and he can't stand idly by! "Here," he insists, already holding out the small jar with one hand and taking his jacket off with the other. "I've been told they help with pain...we can use this coat to handle the bleeding as well," Jonathan continues, focused entirely on helping this 'poor' young woman.