[ good. because she would rather not have chased him off down the hallway just to get him to settle. and it's good to know that an ego isn't something she has to worry about arguing with, here, as she leans in to help him pull the fabric away, her eyes running over the wounds.
it's...gruesome, if she's being honest. and it's almost enough to make her stomach curl. but it's nothing she hasn't seen before, and it's nothing impossible, so instead she nods and turns back to the supplies she brought - pausing only once when he mentions losing himself.
riza turns back to catch his eyes, studying him. ] Was it the ship? [ she's referencing the violence, the 'losing himself'. because she knows what went down up here on the bridge while the others went down below, and she can only imagine what it was like under, where powers were being changed. ]
Keep still. [ she's already getting to work, moving to clean the area around the wound. ]
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it's...gruesome, if she's being honest. and it's almost enough to make her stomach curl. but it's nothing she hasn't seen before, and it's nothing impossible, so instead she nods and turns back to the supplies she brought - pausing only once when he mentions losing himself.
riza turns back to catch his eyes, studying him. ] Was it the ship? [ she's referencing the violence, the 'losing himself'. because she knows what went down up here on the bridge while the others went down below, and she can only imagine what it was like under, where powers were being changed. ]
Keep still. [ she's already getting to work, moving to clean the area around the wound. ]
How long ago did this happen?