[ At the sight of that first aid kid, Maine can't suppress a little amused smile. That is indeed an over-the-top kit. For the first time in a long time, he thinks about the way Wash hoarded supplies back in the station — and for once, he's able to think about that Wash without feeling any sting. Looks as though both Washes like to prepare for the worst. Some things don't change.
Carolina sets painkillers in front of Maine. Maine opens the bottle, shakes out two doses, and sets one down for Carolina. The other he hangs onto: he'll take it when she takes hers.
(There's no doubt in his mind that she's in pain. She has to be. The sickening crack still echoing in his mind is proof enough of that.) ]
Definitely.
[ It's not said with any resentment. If anything, there's a faint trace of pride. It was a hell of a kick, and he deserved it.
Belatedly, Maine realizes that he should probably remove his shirt to check the damage. He does so a moment later, grimacing as he realizes his cooling muscles are already starting to hurt. When he looks down at his bare chest, he's unsurprised to see bruises blooming in the shape of Carolina's foot. ]
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Carolina sets painkillers in front of Maine. Maine opens the bottle, shakes out two doses, and sets one down for Carolina. The other he hangs onto: he'll take it when she takes hers.
(There's no doubt in his mind that she's in pain. She has to be. The sickening crack still echoing in his mind is proof enough of that.) ]
Definitely.
[ It's not said with any resentment. If anything, there's a faint trace of pride. It was a hell of a kick, and he deserved it.
Belatedly, Maine realizes that he should probably remove his shirt to check the damage. He does so a moment later, grimacing as he realizes his cooling muscles are already starting to hurt. When he looks down at his bare chest, he's unsurprised to see bruises blooming in the shape of Carolina's foot. ]