[Well, he's trying, but Kyna's nose still wrinkles. It doesn't seem fair that he's helping her when she's the reason he's hurt, and especially not when he seems so frustrated. At her? Maybe at her. Maybe just at everything.
Not for the first time during this bullshit, she wishes Sam were here. He has such an easy way of making this sort of thing seem like no big deal, especially with injuries like these.
Reluctantly, she untangles her hand from her now hopelessly stained shirt and hands it over, tensing instinctively. He's going to have to touch her again, and she doesn't really want to feel whatever he's feeling towards her right now.]
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Not for the first time during this bullshit, she wishes Sam were here. He has such an easy way of making this sort of thing seem like no big deal, especially with injuries like these.
Reluctantly, she untangles her hand from her now hopelessly stained shirt and hands it over, tensing instinctively. He's going to have to touch her again, and she doesn't really want to feel whatever he's feeling towards her right now.]