( His lips pull back into a tiny little grimace as he roots around for that pain relief vial — it's an expression that reads along the lines of okay, okay, yes ma'am, but fortunately he has the good sense not to actually say those words out loud. He offers the vial over before anything else, and follows it up with plunking his own flask of booze down in front of her, an unspoken offer.
After that, he goes about following her other instructions. He's methodical, his hands are extraordinarily gentle but also deft and sure. He follows her instructions to the letter, with a fair amount of experience of his own to bolster his confidence with the whole thing.
Once the wound is clean, so begins the process of carefully threading the suture needle.
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After that, he goes about following her other instructions. He's methodical, his hands are extraordinarily gentle but also deft and sure. He follows her instructions to the letter, with a fair amount of experience of his own to bolster his confidence with the whole thing.
Once the wound is clean, so begins the process of carefully threading the suture needle.
He speaks low and gentle, absently soothing; )
You're doin' great, sweetheart. Like a champ.