❛ wound's gonna hurt more if you don't sit still, y'know. ❜ unrelenting words of venom spat, frustrated sigh as hands continued to tend to rather large wound. ❛ seriously, you've gotta be a little more careful. next time, someone might not be there, & i ain't a healer by any means, so i gotta do this the old-fashioned way. ❜
‘ maybe if you weren’t so terrible at this — FUCK ! ’ pain sears through his side , red liquid dripping from the gash and onto the earth beneath them ; a short - sight on shura’s part . an incoming naginata had ‘nicked’ him in a good spot ( but bad for the recipient . ) thankfully , he’d managed to retaliate with a good shot , but that didn’t change his situation . there’s luck in the aid of a companion but there’s not a real healer in sight . gods , if he only had his stave , then maybe —
the older between the two shifts a bit ; an attempt to relieve some of the pain , but the movement does cause blood to soak through the gauze . the wound itself seemed serious . as long as it was treated properly , it wouldn’t be life - threatening — key words being “ treated properly . ” with a thief tending it … maybe it’s just him , but he has a lot of doubts on his abilities . a breath shura hadn’t even realized he was holding escapes him . stay calm and don’t get riled up .
‘ look … if you aren’t a healer , all we gotta do’s find one … right ? ’ and with that said , gloved hands struggle to push himself up , blood loss and stinging sensation making it ever the more difficult . ‘ i ain’t sitting around here . if y'got a vulnerary , gimme one of ‘em and then we’re movin’ . ’
