"Great-don't. Move."
She sprinted upstairs to go and get one
he leaned his head back, pain overcoming his body.
She quickly ran back downstairs and opened it up. She started expertly cleaning and taking care of his wounds.
He was in agony, winning, hurting, he was looking at her as he continued to groan in pain, hissing every time she tried wounding a scar.
"The more you tense up, the more this'll hurt..."
Her lips were slightly pursed, focusing on what she was doing. She didn't even glance up at him as she said that
"I-It hurts what am I supposed to do.."
"Try to breathe...in for four, out for four, ok?"
"O-Okay..."
He looked at her, cointing in his head.
She was fixing him up as gently as possible, slowing down now but still doing it pretty expertly, she'd clearly had experience with this before...
Her still grunted in pain, but not as much.
