[She listens as she works, those verdant eyes widening in surprise at the cavalier tone and the intimacy of the words that were chosen. Mattie dabbed at the wound carefully, with her brows knitted in concentration as she internatlized and heeded those words...
Such a thing was hard to imagine from Sion. Very hard to imagine. Even if she closed her eyes, somehow she wasn't certain that she could envision it.]
I'm fine with keeping my head low, [she said simply.] If it helps Mom get onto a better career path, then I really don't mind it at all.
[Which, after years of being a pain in the ass to the general establishment, was saying something.
But, since he so delicately had to switch subjects, Mattie reached out for another cloth to start drying the wound. Blood continued to seep out, but more slowly now-- which was a good sign. But still...]
...You really ought to get this looked at by a pro. If this were somewhere else, I'd say we could try to wing it. But a wound this deep on your head? Is a problem.
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Such a thing was hard to imagine from Sion. Very hard to imagine. Even if she closed her eyes, somehow she wasn't certain that she could envision it.]
I'm fine with keeping my head low, [she said simply.] If it helps Mom get onto a better career path, then I really don't mind it at all.
[Which, after years of being a pain in the ass to the general establishment, was saying something.
But, since he so delicately had to switch subjects, Mattie reached out for another cloth to start drying the wound. Blood continued to seep out, but more slowly now-- which was a good sign. But still...]
...You really ought to get this looked at by a pro. If this were somewhere else, I'd say we could try to wing it. But a wound this deep on your head? Is a problem.