She looks up at his comment, grinning, momentarily distracted from her possible discovery and the blood seeping out of his side. She’d usually come up with something clever to shoot back, but she can’t manage clever right now when she’s busy wondering if she can heal. ”No,” she says, shaking her head. ”I’d be a terrible nurse. I’m the kind of nurse who tells you to suck it up and deal with it.”
It’s clear she’s distracted as she talks though, eyes trained on the stab wound. She reaches out, fingering the edges of the wound gently, and she realizes she can feel the split skin and veins in the same way she could feel fire flickering in a lantern. She begins to stitch, watching as the blood stops and the skin knits itself back together. It’s not the greatest work as she can’t quite heal it all the way, but can at least stem the flow of blood and remove the worst of it. He’s left with something pink and a little swollen, but far better than before.
”Does that feel okay?” she asks, looking up to him, hoping she hadn’t accidentally put something back together in the wrong way, though there had been little to mess with and nothing vital. At least not as far as she could tell. He was breathing, right? All good.
It’s clear she’s distracted as she talks though, eyes trained on the stab wound. She reaches out, fingering the edges of the wound gently, and she realizes she can feel the split skin and veins in the same way she could feel fire flickering in a lantern. She begins to stitch, watching as the blood stops and the skin knits itself back together. It’s not the greatest work as she can’t quite heal it all the way, but can at least stem the flow of blood and remove the worst of it. He’s left with something pink and a little swollen, but far better than before.
”Does that feel okay?” she asks, looking up to him, hoping she hadn’t accidentally put something back together in the wrong way, though there had been little to mess with and nothing vital. At least not as far as she could tell. He was breathing, right? All good.
weaver
-- ask no questions, and you'll be told no lies --
Quote by Charles Dickens
