[He glances at her, accepting the gratitude in silence. Then he leaves the room, leaving the door ajar by an inch as he does, and returns a moment later with a towel and a medium bowl, which he sets down on the nightstand beside the water.]
[ Said dryly, as she leans forward to lift her nightgown up. When the dressing is removed, the area around the wound is a wee bit inflamed from being aggravated. ]
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Use this if you feel ill again.
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[ That bowl is probably going to be her best friend for the rest of the night. ]
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[ Said with a groan but a faint smile as she leans back. ]
Also you... don't need to worry about changing the dressing tonight.
[ Saturday can be his day off. ]
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[If she's been throwing up as often as she's implied, the wound may be more than a little unhappy.]
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[ It hurts, but. It doesn't feel like anything reopened?? ]
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[ Said dryly, as she leans forward to lift her nightgown up. When the dressing is removed, the area around the wound is a wee bit inflamed from being aggravated. ]
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He takes a quick peek, because he doesn't have the supplies for a full dressing change.]
It's just inflamed. It should improve with rest.
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[ Which. Valid. ]
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Then I will excuse myself.
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Dorothy is just going to nod wearily and watch him leave. She'll get herself under the blankets eventually and maybe sleep will happen. ]