[ Eyebrows knit together slightly, and he gives him a side-eye for whatever he's insinuating there. At the same time a half-smile tease at his mouth. ]
You're one to talk.
[ Learning lessons.
The grip on his arm loosens under the flexing muscles, the notch at his brow deepening as he settles his attention fully on wrapping the next bandage a little more slowly this time, his calloused hands gentle and practiced. Their bodies have changed, but the motions are the same.
Both eyebrows raise. ]
Think that'll hold?
[ Not his best work, but it should keep him from bleeding on everything. ]
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You're one to talk.
[ Learning lessons.
The grip on his arm loosens under the flexing muscles, the notch at his brow deepening as he settles his attention fully on wrapping the next bandage a little more slowly this time, his calloused hands gentle and practiced. Their bodies have changed, but the motions are the same.
Both eyebrows raise. ]
Think that'll hold?
[ Not his best work, but it should keep him from bleeding on everything. ]