“Start Talking.” (though its probably not that agressive tbh. worried about his friend sounds more like it)
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Dani wrinkles her nose, feeling rather unyielding at the moment. She waves him off dismissively, unperturbed by the laceration across her leg. Knife wounds really are the least of her concerns, seeing as she has a gig to be at tonight and she can’t really miss it. Her leg will be all healed up by the evening, and though stitches might speed up the process a bit, in all realities it’s not going to do a whole lot in the long run, and sitting still for the procedure (which she could do herself, thank you very much) isn’t really on her agenda.
“It’s none of your business.” She states firmly, forcing her way upright and off the bed, as Dave has been putting up valiant effort of keeping her down. Not today, fucker. She’s got places to be.