[ The glow is a ~*~*SIREN THING*~*~, of course. GEEZ!!! ]
Okay, cool. I have extra if the bleeding gets really nasty, but they've kinda been used and washed a few times over? So, um, yeah. Let's use yours.
[ She pulls his bag towards her and fishes out the bandages - thankfully without coming across any squelchy containers of Junpei blood in the process - and arranges them within reach so she can start bandaging as soon as possible once the eridium is removed. She does grab something from her own bag too, though. It's, uh, a stick, and she offers it to Squalo. ]
In case it hurts enough that you have to bite down on something. I kinda assume you'd prefer that to holding my hand.
[ Delicate manly sensibilities and all that. ]
Okay. Here goes.
[ And with only the tiniest of apprehensive pauses, she lays her hands on his hecked-up arm. She starts to glow again, brighter this time, to the point where her features are almost entirely obscured by the intense violet light. This isn't the mild buzz she got from removing Rhys' eridium deposits - she can feel the stuff coiling its way through her veins and shuddering its way into her organs and suddenly this seems like a stupendously bad idea but it's too late and she can't stop and she can taste blood and ozone at the back of her throat and --
And then it's done. The residual glow from her eyes makes it look like they're smoking, and she sits frozen with her hands raised slightly above Squalo's ruined arm. ]
Oh.
Whoa.
[ She. Doesn't seem to be in too much of a hurry to start bandaging. Even though Squalo is now bleeding profusely. 10/10 A+++++ best notgirlfriend ever. ]
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Okay, cool. I have extra if the bleeding gets really nasty, but they've kinda been used and washed a few times over? So, um, yeah. Let's use yours.
[ She pulls his bag towards her and fishes out the bandages - thankfully without coming across any squelchy containers of Junpei blood in the process - and arranges them within reach so she can start bandaging as soon as possible once the eridium is removed. She does grab something from her own bag too, though. It's, uh, a stick, and she offers it to Squalo. ]
In case it hurts enough that you have to bite down on something. I kinda assume you'd prefer that to holding my hand.
[ Delicate manly sensibilities and all that. ]
Okay. Here goes.
[ And with only the tiniest of apprehensive pauses, she lays her hands on his hecked-up arm. She starts to glow again, brighter this time, to the point where her features are almost entirely obscured by the intense violet light. This isn't the mild buzz she got from removing Rhys' eridium deposits - she can feel the stuff coiling its way through her veins and shuddering its way into her organs and suddenly this seems like a stupendously bad idea but it's too late and she can't stop and she can taste blood and ozone at the back of her throat and --
And then it's done. The residual glow from her eyes makes it look like they're smoking, and she sits frozen with her hands raised slightly above Squalo's ruined arm. ]
Oh.
Whoa.
[ She. Doesn't seem to be in too much of a hurry to start bandaging. Even though Squalo is now bleeding profusely. 10/10 A+++++ best notgirlfriend ever. ]