He reaches for Claude's hand as the the bloodied rags unwind. Not great is about the same assessment he grants the wound. Somewhere between more than a scratch and not yet fatal.
The leaves are set aside. Unlikely to be any more help after a couple days. The gash is deep, though the bleeding's stopped. Out here, they have enough water to clean it—so that's where he starts. He wets a cloth in a jar of melted snow. ]
Had mine cut out. Unpleasant, but. Appears to work.
[ He doesn't know if that holds true for everyone. Ciri was thorough, and he's in a position where he could sit and allow her to dig into his wounds like that. Not everyone can say the same. ]
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He reaches for Claude's hand as the the bloodied rags unwind. Not great is about the same assessment he grants the wound. Somewhere between more than a scratch and not yet fatal.
The leaves are set aside. Unlikely to be any more help after a couple days. The gash is deep, though the bleeding's stopped. Out here, they have enough water to clean it—so that's where he starts. He wets a cloth in a jar of melted snow. ]
Had mine cut out. Unpleasant, but. Appears to work.
[ He doesn't know if that holds true for everyone. Ciri was thorough, and he's in a position where he could sit and allow her to dig into his wounds like that. Not everyone can say the same. ]