"No, I'll handle screwing you in the fun way, thanks," he says, but it's almost an aside. One hand becomes a comb to try and groom her hair up a bit, without even really thinking about it.
"You need a sling? I can be a sling... and there have to be some medical supplies around here somewhere. The guy's a doctor, for christ's sake..."
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Date: 2007-09-17 03:27 am (UTC)"You need a sling? I can be a sling... and there have to be some medical supplies around here somewhere. The guy's a doctor, for christ's sake..."