[ He's probably right. Something like that might be enough to corrupt her with nightmare energy. Even now, she looks at the wound on her hand, and it looks blacker than usual. There's a layer of what looks like a dark smoke rising up from it, but when she blinks, it's all gone.
And everything is normal.
Had it been there at all? ]
You're right. [ It's not like she has a first aid kid handy, but she's sure she can at least find something in her supplies to use as a bandage. She won't wait for him to leave then. She'll dig through her meager belongings then and there.
Eventually she pulls out a roll of gauze. Convenient. ]
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And everything is normal.
Had it been there at all? ]
You're right. [ It's not like she has a first aid kid handy, but she's sure she can at least find something in her supplies to use as a bandage. She won't wait for him to leave then. She'll dig through her meager belongings then and there.
Eventually she pulls out a roll of gauze. Convenient. ]
Will it make you feel better, if I bandage it up?