When she pulled it out she let it clatter onto the floor and now she nudges it out of the way with her boot so she doesn't stand on it. Maybe he wants to keep it...? Seems like the kinda freak thing he'd do.
"This happen to you often, or something?" He's being remarkably chill about it; not that Abby is about to complain, she'd much rather deal with somebody who lets her do her thing. She's unconcerned about blood getting on the hand that helps to peel the shirt away, only keen to keep it off the bandage until she gets it flush to the gash, and then she helps him tie the vest back up, tighter than before. That'll keep, until they're home.
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When she pulled it out she let it clatter onto the floor and now she nudges it out of the way with her boot so she doesn't stand on it. Maybe he wants to keep it...? Seems like the kinda freak thing he'd do.
"This happen to you often, or something?" He's being remarkably chill about it; not that Abby is about to complain, she'd much rather deal with somebody who lets her do her thing. She's unconcerned about blood getting on the hand that helps to peel the shirt away, only keen to keep it off the bandage until she gets it flush to the gash, and then she helps him tie the vest back up, tighter than before. That'll keep, until they're home.