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Extra Ordinary

“Diego, just pass me your hand, it’s not that big of a deal,” Lillith groaned, reaching out for his hand which he was cradling to his chest, pulling the bandages and stitching materials out. “You came to me yesterday for a papercut, this is a lot more serious than a paper cut.”

Grace was a great mother, but it was sometimes a lot more difficult for her to understand human pain and how she needed to simultaneously comfort the children while she was treating their wounds. So Lillith had asked  her to teach her how to administer first aid as she could remain calm and focus in these situations while telling facts to try and calm them down.

“You know, I can’t look at your hand if you're holding it to your chest as if it’s a prized possession,” Lillith said, crossing her arms over each other.

Diego just responded in a sarcastic tone, “My hand is very good looking, it should be treated with care.”

Lillith placed her hand on her chest as if she was heartwarmed by the sentence, “Oh, why yes Your Majesty, I will make sure to carefully fix your hand with utmost care.”

Diego flinched slightly as Lillith held the top of his hand in hers and unravelled the bit of cloth he had messily wrapped it with, revealing a large gash across his left palm.

Lillith held in her gasp, trying not to scare Diego with her reaction, “Why didn't you come here sooner?”

“I didn't think it was that bad,” he mumbled, looking towards the floor.

“Diego, you come in here for bruises and scratches but don't come in when you've nearly sliced your hand in half,” she complained, staring at how deep the gash was, trying to regulate the air around her to calm the emotions.

Diego just responded like a child having a temper tantrum, mumbling something under his breath imitating the girl in front of him. She then pressed a cold cloth to the wound and as soon as it made contact, Diego pulled his hand back and hissed in pain.

“Suck it up,” she said, trying to maintain her focus.

“Suck it up? I should be screaming bloody murder, and be gentler.”

Lillith returned the favour by imitating him back, before reaching out for his hand again, gently turning it and holding the cloth close to his skin before beginning to talk.

“You know a banana is technically a berry but a strawberry isn't actually a berry. Also in Switzerland it’s illegal to own only one guinea pig because of their social nature and susceptibility to loneliness– I think that should be a law in all countries though, it’s very sweet. Before alarm clocks were invented, there was a job for working class people to knock on windows and doors with sticks at specific times to wake up upper class people who paid them. But like who woke up the working class people– what happened if they didn't wake up to wake someone else up? It was technically illegal to be within a hundred yards of a monarch not wearing socks, however that was a law that James the first repealed when he was a monarch similar to a large number of other clothing related laws. He for some reason had a fascination with witches and the supernatural which then therefore inspired the making of Macbeth, which is actually based on a true story yet they had to change it around a bit because King James was said to be a descendent of Banquo.”

While saying all of this random knowledge she had, she cleaned the wound and wrapped it all in a bandage, but Diego was too distracted by the warm electric feeling on the top of his hand, which Lillith’s hand was causing and the relaxing sound of her voice. He zoned out as he listened to her voice and was confused that the girl had released his hand as he was sure she had done nothing.

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