Maven was focused as well. The only words out of her mouth were to give Mori warning if she was about to do something that would cause them pain, as a courtesy and because she didn't want to make them slip in their stitches. At one point the Brash Devil came back with sterilized towels. He muttered to Maven something about taking dinner off the stove, to which she merely gave a nod of acknowledgement.
Meanwhile she focused on flushing out the wound of any remaining marsh bits left in and disinfecting the site. Once she was sure the area was as clean as she could make it, she got to work on stitches herself.
Still, she did occasionally glance up and noted the scars along Mori's body. Surely not all of those could be from similar emergencies. Was Mori experimenting on himself?
Something to ask about later, as well as what the Socialite was doing in the marsh in the first place. Right now, focus.
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Date: 6 Jul 2025 22:42 (UTC)Meanwhile she focused on flushing out the wound of any remaining marsh bits left in and disinfecting the site. Once she was sure the area was as clean as she could make it, she got to work on stitches herself.
Still, she did occasionally glance up and noted the scars along Mori's body. Surely not all of those could be from similar emergencies. Was Mori experimenting on himself?
Something to ask about later, as well as what the Socialite was doing in the marsh in the first place. Right now, focus.