lacrymosas
i told you to rest.
antimutt
@lacrymosas careful surgeon, or i may forget we are on the same side. [the threat would have fallen flat if not for that look in her eyes. those that made her the way she was called it the “wolf” stare—an omen for violence. she would never act on it though, never with deniz—especially not with deniz. and zasha called her ow bluff when she looked away and endured the pain she caused on herself like an insolent child] i had him. i was /this/ close— I could have ended it. / im sorry stink :( !!!
lacrymosas
they work as intended. we wouldn’t be here if you hadn’t gone after him. unnecessarily, mind you. hold still. [ evidently irritated, she proceeds with redoing the sutures. tries to, anyway. it doesn’t help when there is too much movement from the other person. ] stupid.
/ i will be suing for emotional distress </3
antimutt
@lacrymosas these sutures do nothing. [words fumble out between struggling breaths. it is her stubbornness that refuses to admit that any pain outside of the immediate attack that was meant to be healed was her fault. even in agony—even when her body protested, the wolf soldier steal dared to fight] mine heal faster …. [a lie—a bold one. hers were experienced but would never be at the professional level only deniz could reach] / do you know you have thirty minutes ?!?!!
