[She pauses in what she is doing to look down at Ren, blinking a few times while she processes what he is saying to her. Somehow, it is just like him to have such a perfect answer to relate to what she is dealing with. And she hadn't even needed to detail it very much.
Of course, it only confirms what she doesn't say. Things she doesn't want to acknowledge.
It cuts close, and so she withdraws just a little. She is no doctor, and any field medicine she knows is lightyears out of date. The most she can do is reach for the wound cleaning kit to pull out some of the gauze pads and the bottle of antiseptic. She is perhaps a touch too generous with soaking the pad before she reaches up to gently dab at where she believes she's located the wound.]
And when you can't control it?
[It wasn't like she hadn't tried, after all. She had some low level control when she wasn't in danger. It was when peril or anger came, and she needed to defend herself.]
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Of course, it only confirms what she doesn't say. Things she doesn't want to acknowledge.
It cuts close, and so she withdraws just a little. She is no doctor, and any field medicine she knows is lightyears out of date. The most she can do is reach for the wound cleaning kit to pull out some of the gauze pads and the bottle of antiseptic. She is perhaps a touch too generous with soaking the pad before she reaches up to gently dab at where she believes she's located the wound.]
And when you can't control it?
[It wasn't like she hadn't tried, after all. She had some low level control when she wasn't in danger. It was when peril or anger came, and she needed to defend herself.]