Dead. [ his movements are mechanical as he tears the strips; he tries for a smile, but it's hesitant and wavering. ] Or as good as. You really did a number on it.
This might hurt, alright? [ which is all the warning she gets before he's pressing one of the strips of cloth to the wound on her back. And the sight of her blood staining the makeshift bandage crimson makes his heart freeze before he presses another against it, trying to staunch her bleeding. ]
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This might hurt, alright? [ which is all the warning she gets before he's pressing one of the strips of cloth to the wound on her back. And the sight of her blood staining the makeshift bandage crimson makes his heart freeze before he presses another against it, trying to staunch her bleeding. ]