"I'm starting to get the idea," she admits, still sounding sheepish. That's probably going to last for a while.
A dishtowel isn't hard to find, luckily, since she's only been here about a week. She starts packing it with ice, thinking that she ought to stock up on medical supplies. Even if this city wasn't a death-trap, she prefers to treat her own injuries when she can.
"I'm not sure what got me," she mentions as she works. "Just that I smelled something. I think it was blood?"
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A dishtowel isn't hard to find, luckily, since she's only been here about a week. She starts packing it with ice, thinking that she ought to stock up on medical supplies. Even if this city wasn't a death-trap, she prefers to treat her own injuries when she can.
"I'm not sure what got me," she mentions as she works. "Just that I smelled something. I think it was blood?"