[Thank god. He nudges him into a spare room, heading back out to find a needle and thread. It won't take more than two or three stitches, and that won't take long. Honestly, cleaning him will take longer, and boy, that's a lot of antiseptic, but better more than less.
(And the scent masks the scent of blood, which also helps).]
My mother was a doctor.
[He says it quietly by way of explanation as he wipes away dried blood and god knows what else.]
no subject
(And the scent masks the scent of blood, which also helps).]
My mother was a doctor.
[He says it quietly by way of explanation as he wipes away dried blood and god knows what else.]