“ no no no no no !! ”
injuries | ACCEPTING.
“Olivia, it’s—” A wince, which doesn’t really lend to the tactician’s attempts at reassurances, but. “—it’s fine, it looks much worse than it is ...”
They’re in the midst of an impromptu fight, another band of Risen coming from gods-know-where, and with none of their usual healers around, Olivia had taken it upon herself to get Robin’s wounds wrapped up for at least until the battle ends. She’d tried to protest, insisting that it isn’t worth it, but the normally shy dancer absolutely refused to take no for an answer upon seeing the still-bleeding cut, a gash on her back that left her coat torn and injuries visible for all to see. “Your patching up is more than enough, really— you don’t need to change out the bandages already, it’s only been a few moments ...” ( though, she supposes the way the cotton turned a dark red almost immediately is a bad sign of how much she is bleeding out right now ... )
