[ his house, her rules!!

anyway, there’s the sound of her rummaging around for way longer than she needs to, looking for things to use to patch him up.

when she returns, it’s with a cloth, dampened in cool (or at least room temperature) water, and she kindly joins him on the shitty couch. ]

I don’t know where your bandages are, but these wounds tend not to bleed long, and the bleeding is all I promised to help with.

[ she holds the cloth against his neck, firmly. ]