âHold still!â
âOr what? Iâm fine.â He snapped back pulling away from her to pull his shirt down and hide the wound.Â
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Pulling up the damp material she shook her head âthe gaping wound in your side says otherwise.â Jyn dug through her bag and pulled out a water canteen and bacta gel. Cleaning the wound good, Jyn put on the bacta and proceeded to bandage him up.
He hissed and grit his teeth but he was a relatively decent patient just letting her work. âIt wouldnât have happen if I didât get sloppy. â Perhaps he deserved it. He gave her a quick look before shifting his gaze. âthanks.â
Jyn smirked as she worked, âitâs worse than I thought. Cassian Andor thanking me?â Tearing open a package of bandaging she waited until the bacta gave a protective coat on his wound before she covered it in gauze and started to tape him up. âReally must be at deathâs door.â
Gives a hard glare. âDonât make me take it back.â The glare was more from the stinging sensation he was currently suffering but he didnât think she was funny either. âThis is your fault you.â















