[She nods when his eyes open again, grabbing a towel again to get those last traces of blood on any exposed areas, and wipes her own hands with a fresh one, adding it to the pile. So much blood, and now she has to clean that up too.]
... All right. A shirt then. Or would you rather deal with that later, and have just a blanket for now?
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... All right. A shirt then. Or would you rather deal with that later, and have just a blanket for now?