In her world, stitches weren't exactly common. Normally, it was cauterization. While she'd never had to experience that, she had been present for one and smelled the burning flesh, searing blood, the scream of the patient, and the squeal of hot blade on open wounds.
... but these guys were smart. They knew a lot. Maybe they knew best about this. She wasn't happy about the idea, but first off, she was too tired to argue, and second, well... she didn't exactly feel like bleeding out.
With a loud sigh, she rose to her feet with the help of Bending; she didn't have the energy to get there herself. She stumbled over towards the older's voice, finding a place beside him, and pulling herself up. She pulled her feet onto the mattress with her and held on to her ankles.
"Get it over with," she muttered, clearly NOT in happy with the situation.
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Light it? Of course.
In her world, stitches weren't exactly common. Normally, it was cauterization. While she'd never had to experience that, she had been present for one and smelled the burning flesh, searing blood, the scream of the patient, and the squeal of hot blade on open wounds.
... but these guys were smart. They knew a lot. Maybe they knew best about this. She wasn't happy about the idea, but first off, she was too tired to argue, and second, well... she didn't exactly feel like bleeding out.
With a loud sigh, she rose to her feet with the help of Bending; she didn't have the energy to get there herself. She stumbled over towards the older's voice, finding a place beside him, and pulling herself up. She pulled her feet onto the mattress with her and held on to her ankles.
"Get it over with," she muttered, clearly NOT in happy with the situation.