I am not concerned with making you pretty; I am concerned with your smug face becoming infected because your new underlings don't wash their hands before brutalizing someone.
[ a bit incredulously, though she does step back a little to allow him the space to move. she doesn't offer to help with the coat, though she does take it from him after he shrugs it off, keeping her distance as he unbuttons his shirt. once that's done, though, inej frowns to herself in though before pushing herself up onto his desk to sit, scooting over a bit to sit in front of him, so he can remain between her knees. easier to wrap that way, and really, it's the same as in the geldrunner. just now, he has no shirt.
she ignores that portion, though, as she glances up at him with with arched eyebrows, the jar of salve now in her hand. ]
You are safe, with me.
[ it's said gently, before she holds out her free hand, so he can take it. more to prove to himself that he can touch her, than anything else. ]
The balm will make the pain less, but it is up to you whether you want to do that part yourself. [ and, before he can complain that she is babying him, inej adds: ] You have no choice on the bandaging; I am doing that for you whether you like it or not.
[ he will only make his bruised ribs worse by twisting his waist around trying to make the linens lay flat. and, sometimes, taking the choice away (even in name only, as inej would never force him to do anything he was not comfortable with) can make the decision easier. ]
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Date: 2021-04-27 04:42 pm (UTC)[ a bit incredulously, though she does step back a little to allow him the space to move. she doesn't offer to help with the coat, though she does take it from him after he shrugs it off, keeping her distance as he unbuttons his shirt. once that's done, though, inej frowns to herself in though before pushing herself up onto his desk to sit, scooting over a bit to sit in front of him, so he can remain between her knees. easier to wrap that way, and really, it's the same as in the geldrunner. just now, he has no shirt.
she ignores that portion, though, as she glances up at him with with arched eyebrows, the jar of salve now in her hand. ]
You are safe, with me.
[ it's said gently, before she holds out her free hand, so he can take it. more to prove to himself that he can touch her, than anything else. ]
The balm will make the pain less, but it is up to you whether you want to do that part yourself. [ and, before he can complain that she is babying him, inej adds: ] You have no choice on the bandaging; I am doing that for you whether you like it or not.
[ he will only make his bruised ribs worse by twisting his waist around trying to make the linens lay flat. and, sometimes, taking the choice away (even in name only, as inej would never force him to do anything he was not comfortable with) can make the decision easier. ]