[ Vash almost teases him, something like You're not? That would be a first., but the wound still feels too fresh and he doesn't want to risk reopening it. He reaches for the disinfectant pads first, then shifts the rest of the first aid kit into Wolfwood's lap without preamble. ]
This is going to sting, that's all. [ Without any further warning, he dabs at the raw edges of the stitches, holding the disinfectant pad to each one only long enough to wipe away the worst of the dried blood.
He doesn't flinch when Wolfwood calls him out. He doesn't regret anything he's done in that respect, either. ] I was planning to. Bricks is better at this kind of thing than I am and -- scissors please? -- and I didn't think you'd want to see my face again, let alone... get into bed with me again. [ So to speak. ] If you wanted to keep your distance, I'd understand.
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This is going to sting, that's all. [ Without any further warning, he dabs at the raw edges of the stitches, holding the disinfectant pad to each one only long enough to wipe away the worst of the dried blood.
He doesn't flinch when Wolfwood calls him out. He doesn't regret anything he's done in that respect, either. ] I was planning to. Bricks is better at this kind of thing than I am and -- scissors please? -- and I didn't think you'd want to see my face again, let alone... get into bed with me again. [ So to speak. ] If you wanted to keep your distance, I'd understand.