[ Okay. That's a place to start, at least. Ephemera hums to himself and moves around to Trevor's back to examine the wound. It's deep. Not as jagged as he feared, though. It'll need to be cleaned and stitched. ]
I'm gonna clean it out first, then stitch it. It's gonna sting.
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I'm gonna clean it out first, then stitch it. It's gonna sting.
[ He puts his hand on Trevor's arm briefly. ]
You good?