[he mock-whines at her insult, hands already the hem of her shirt to help lift it up and off of her. for hands meant for brutality, they're surprisingly delicate when they want to be, making ginger movements to get her arm out of the sleeve without adding any more pain. he treats her as a mannequin to be dressed, no wandering eyes or hidden intentions. his spare shirt is pulled over her, then his attention is directed to her wrist.
any joking or attitude disappears while he hones in on the repairs. cigarette between his teeth, he'll instruct her to tap it into the sink every now and then and return it to his mouth while he works. he cleans any broken skin, wraps and adds a splint to her wrist.]
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[he mock-whines at her insult, hands already the hem of her shirt to help lift it up and off of her. for hands meant for brutality, they're surprisingly delicate when they want to be, making ginger movements to get her arm out of the sleeve without adding any more pain. he treats her as a mannequin to be dressed, no wandering eyes or hidden intentions. his spare shirt is pulled over her, then his attention is directed to her wrist.
any joking or attitude disappears while he hones in on the repairs. cigarette between his teeth, he'll instruct her to tap it into the sink every now and then and return it to his mouth while he works. he cleans any broken skin, wraps and adds a splint to her wrist.]
One more minute, almost done.