[ There is more to know. More to ask. But not here. It's too open, too exposed. There's too many people. They are questions she doesn't have the exact words for, things she's almost positive he won't answer.
So instead for now, she follows his turn into her status. Never has a discussion of mortal wounds seemed so mundane. She hums noncommittally, using her stump to gesture at her core, pulling aside the leather jacket she's found to guard against the cold. She isn't actively bleeding through her shirt. ]
Mhm. They cleaned them up here. Antiseptic. New stitches. [ The whole nine yards. ] Never seen a place that clean.
[ She bets that most of the patients don't die from latent infections even! ]
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So instead for now, she follows his turn into her status. Never has a discussion of mortal wounds seemed so mundane. She hums noncommittally, using her stump to gesture at her core, pulling aside the leather jacket she's found to guard against the cold. She isn't actively bleeding through her shirt. ]
Mhm. They cleaned them up here. Antiseptic. New stitches. [ The whole nine yards. ] Never seen a place that clean.
[ She bets that most of the patients don't die from latent infections even! ]