Chapter Seven: Aftermath

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Iden sat alone in their room. They lifted their head from the dressing table at the sound of a faint knock.

"Yes?" Iden called out. The door opened and Pieck showed.

"Are you okay?" Pieck asked.

"Yes"

"Would you like to sit with us?" She asked them nervously, using the door to hide behind somewhat.

"Alright" Iden says, they stand and walked over. Pieck watches them as they shut their door then look at her.

"Have you healed fully?" Iden asks. Pieck's heart skipped a beat, especially at the fact Iden asked after her.

"Y-yes" Pieck says, almost stuttering.

"You have a cut still" Iden says then points at their own cheek. Peick replicates their actions and feels her cheek.

"Oh, I didn't notice" Pieck says, a little bit of steam emmited then the cut vanished. Pieck then noticed Iden was bleeding too. "Your shoulder..." Pieck says. Iden looked down and noticed the cut still oozing slightly.

"It's okay"

"It's not, you need it properly bandaged up" Pieck says. "Come on" she says then tugged on Iden's sleeves for them to follow her. Iden followed Pieck down the halls and past the room where the warriors were. Porco noticed them walk past the door that was held open by a brick doorstop, he furrowed his brows in confusion.

Pieck took Iden to the kitchen where the first aid kit was. She reached up on her tiptoes and grabbed the box from the wall and opened the latches, opening up the box to find what she needs. Iden took a seat at the table. Pieck rummaged through the box and taken out a rag with a small bottle of alcohol with some bandages. She soaked the rag with the alcohol and then turned to face Iden. She then pulled up a seat too and pushed back the clothing material that slightly covered the injury.

"I can do it-" Iden began as they reached out for the rag. Pieck pulled her hand away.

"It's okay I know how to do it" Pieck says. Iden lowered their hand and just went along with it reluctantly. Pieck then pressed the rag onto the injured area, causing Iden to hiss in pain slightly and close their eyes. "Sorry" Pieck spoke.

"It's fine"

Pieck continued to clean the wound.

"I think you'll need stitches" Pieck says after closer inspection. Iden then turned their head on themselves to get a closer look, they then sighed, knowing Pieck was right. "I'll go get some" she says then left Iden alone in the dark kitchen.

Moments later footsteps entered the kitchen again. Iden looked up to see it was Porco, they didn't say anything but just stared. Porco looked at their shoulder then to the kit on the table.

"Pieck's squeamish so I'm doing it" he says, holding a small white sheet with a needle and thread on it. Iden looked away. Porco sat down where Pieck was and put the thread through the needle. Once he did this, he looked at Iden as you would meeting a nervous dog. "This is gonna hurt, alright?" He warns.

"I don't mind doing it" Iden says. Porco raised his brow.

"No, I'll do it" he insisted. He then brought the needle closer and slowly dug it under one piece of the skin. Iden shut their eyes in pain. Porco then continued and pierced the other side, pulling and joining the two sides of skin together. He repeated this.

"So why do you still cover your face?" He asks Iden as he stitches them up.

"Just identity reasons" Iden says. 

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