Lisbeth sighed, her arms dropping to her sides. "You...you...!"
She pulled Morana's hand away so she could look at the wound. "Hold still. Let me check that for you."
She opened her belt satchel and pulled out a roll of bandages. A soldier always had to be prepared for injuries.
She carefully tended to the wound, holding pressure on it until the bleeding stopped, then making sure the wound was clean and covered. She spoke softly to her sister while she worked. "I thought you were dead. Or that you hated me and you were never coming back. How long have you been back? Where were you for the last three years?"
She pulled Morana's hand away so she could look at the wound. "Hold still. Let me check that for you."
She opened her belt satchel and pulled out a roll of bandages. A soldier always had to be prepared for injuries.
She carefully tended to the wound, holding pressure on it until the bleeding stopped, then making sure the wound was clean and covered. She spoke softly to her sister while she worked. "I thought you were dead. Or that you hated me and you were never coming back. How long have you been back? Where were you for the last three years?"
