From dusk till dawn, baby I'm right here

Lucette · 08-04-2022, 01:41 AM

Our lives are made in these small hours

When Bae-Syl aimed to pull her close Lucette didn’t resist. She let it happen, resting her head against his chest as she whined. She didn’t like this at all. Bae-Syl could protect her, but in the end, did she even have enough healing knowledge to protect him back? She was still so new to the idea of it. She talked a big game and had gotten them this far but, honestly, she needed to learn more. Her father had only started teaching her basics about things. She was no master at this. It wasn’t always going to be enough and realizing that it scared her. But Bae wasn’t worried at all. His words remained calm, soothing, trying to reassure her.

At least he had agreed to stay put until the wound scabbed over. By then, she thought, unless the scab got ripped off it should at least avoid getting infected at that point. She sniffled, giving a nod to his conditions. She could live with that. No big adventures, but she wasn’t chained down. “Okay, Bae…” She drew in slow and steadying breaths. She wanted to remain strong for him, just like he was for him. Bae-Syl didn’t falter… she had to get ahold of herself. She had to be a strong healer. She drew in another breath and broke away from his cuddle.

“I’ll have dad look at it later, but for now, we’ve got to try something. Stay still for me, okay?” Her smile hadn’t returned but she was trying to brave, put up her normal mannerisms as she moved to take some of the Lamb’s Ear in her mouth. She didn’t really have anything to crush it with other than her teeth right now. She probably could have tried to find something in the farmhouse but she didn’t want to leave Bae-Syl’s side right now. Taking a couple of the leaves she began to chew them up. They’d be more like a pulp by the time she was done with them but at least then she could spread that out over the wound. Then, because that pulp would be a bit sticky, she could use the remaining soft leaves to press over it and give it some protection.

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Prescribe a treatment (to Bae-Syl) - 2 / 3

"Talk", 'Think.'

These little wonders these twists and turns of fate

_{Art by Asena}

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