His tugging caught her off guard and she stumbled towards him, but with a grunt, she kept her attention on her bending, pushing and pulling and moving as he tried to examine her shoulders. She had no time to waste!

The cuts were all but completely healed. They'd closed up and it would take fresh cuts to start their bleeding again. Her skin might consider trying to grow around the stitchings themselves if they weren't removed soonish, but at the time, they were still fresh enough to be removed with no more pain than plucking an eyebrow. A small number of them had already been torn out, likely from the scratching she reported, or perhaps just becoming loose on their own and gradually worming their ways out.

"There won't be much to do anything with, later," she told him as she worked. "We'll have to risk it to venture out and find more. Luckily, it seems like there's plenty for picking around here."