Chewed up and Spat Out

Gil lets out a thoughtful hum as he turns to glance back at Sid. Giving her a small nod and fatherly smile, he reaches to nudge her cheek with his nose. "Yes, but before you put aloe on it, we will want to flush it with fresh water," he says, giving pause for a moment. He doesn't want to hurt her, but knows the first step when they get back will probably be excruciating. "We have to ensure all debris is removed from it before we cover it. Once it is clean, we can slather on some aloe and then bandage it. Think we can handle that?" Gil asks, his tail swishing a few times as he corrects his balance over a few choppy waves.