Isla watched Jigano carefully and with patience as he practiced his first sutures, smiling and nodding to encourage him as his hand seemed to grow more steady and his stitches became neater. "No," she assured him, "you're a very quick study, it seems. They're looking good, though I must stress that it can be a lot different when it is flesh instead of cloth. And when the person is moving and squirming, and the wound is bleeding."
She winked to him. "But as far as practice goes, you know more than you did before, right? I think I'm happy to move on and we can come back to this at a later time. What else would you like to learn? Do you know how to treat broken bones? Or head injuries?" Sometimes having such a wealth of knowledge at varying degrees of detail could work to her disadvantage.
She winked to him. "But as far as practice goes, you know more than you did before, right? I think I'm happy to move on and we can come back to this at a later time. What else would you like to learn? Do you know how to treat broken bones? Or head injuries?" Sometimes having such a wealth of knowledge at varying degrees of detail could work to her disadvantage.
