Faolan can't help but smile slightly at the other man's questioning glance, before nodding slightly. "I think I can manage that," he responds, before gesturing for the other man to turn around again.

"Here, let me see," he says, reaching for the Tiger Balm again, scooping out more and warming it between his fingers. Reaching to brace the other man's arm gently, he moves to rub the balm into his triceps as requested.

"Feeling any better?" he asks as he works, well aware that it's only just been applied and he still has the other arm to do.