[She pulls her hand back as he says she's in the clear, letting out the breath she didn't realize she was holding.]
Told you. [She cradles her hand against her stomach, hoping the bleeding stops soon. The last thing she wants to do is end up with blood on her clothes, here, where she isn't sure there's even soap or bleach to try to get it out with.]
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Told you. [She cradles her hand against her stomach, hoping the bleeding stops soon. The last thing she wants to do is end up with blood on her clothes, here, where she isn't sure there's even soap or bleach to try to get it out with.]
You don't look very satisfied though.