My bad habits lead to you

It felt like she could barely focus as she pulled the herbs out. She’d managed to lightly clean the wounds, but she still had to mix the herbs to apply onto them… not to mention pull herself together. Something that Bae-Syl was quick to aid her in. He reached out, drawing her close, and Lucy didn’t resist. She let her smaller form rest against him, letting her eyes close as she focused on her breathing and his words. It was so easy to get overwhelmed when it came to treating him… but… he wasn’t completely wrong either. Sure they had some scares, but they were both still here, weren’t they? And she had been learning as much as she could, always trying to learn more from her dad. She drew in slow, steadying breaths, giving a small nod. As long as he would be close… and she would always be able to reach him. And… and if worse came to worst she could rely on her dad. Her dad would guide her.

“Alright…” The word was exhaled, but Lucette felt at least a little better. “Just make sure you’re never too far from me.” She moved to the herbs she’d pulled aside. Marigold and willow bark would be able to do the trick, right? The worst of the bleeding seemed to have stopped… She needed to worry about making sure that it had medicine so if he shifted and the wounds started bleeding again it wouldn’t be too bad. Plus the marigold could help prevent infection from what she remembered… and having a poultice smeared over the injuries also helped them from getting dirty. Knowing Bae-Syl, he’d rest just long enough for her to calm down and spend a little time with her before he tried going out to patrol again. She had to admire that about him though, and everything he was doing for her family… for Ethne.

“Just lay still while I get this stuff prepared. It might sting some.”[/color] She took the bark into her mouth first, since it would be a bit harder to get to the point she needed it to be. Once it was near where she wanted she took in a couple of the dandelions as well, chewing the whole plant as it mixed with the wood. She was careful not to swallow - wouldn’t do a lot of good in her stomach whens he needed it on Bae. Her face became focused as she worked, feeling how the mixture’s consistency shifted as she chewed.

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Treated A Wound - 2/3