"Yeah, in a second." She has to keep her gaze downward, although she can see the pained smile out of the corner of her eyes. She hates seeing him like this, hates everything that's been done, and hates how they're the ones left picking up the pieces.
Wound cleaned, she gets a fresh bandage over it, fingers lingering over his side before she steps back. "Tell me if you need a fresh one."
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Date: 2014-12-01 06:33 am (UTC)Wound cleaned, she gets a fresh bandage over it, fingers lingering over his side before she steps back. "Tell me if you need a fresh one."