when the world is falling apart

She paused her dabbing as his words sank in. What had he done... What did he do?? She was supposed to to hold that thread for him! She was supposed to hold them accountable! She had resolve! Until that damn tiger... Her resolve was nothing against her helplessness.

She dabbed again the wound. Hazel nearly did take his eye out. As would be her right. It would also be the woman's right to march right up and slice Iggy into a million pieces or more.

The tincture had helped stop up the immediate bleeding. Should she dare to try and sew it up? Ollie was so much better at it. It was rather large...

She took up a carved porcupine quill with an eye carved in, and found what looked like fine thread. She thread it, knot it, then gingerly went to work with a little more talent than all those months ago.
She said nothing, just concern and concentration on her features as she worked.

"Speech"