M’almost done. Good news is… [-- dab dab dab --] I don’ think it’s so deep that we need to get it stitched up. Jus’ gotta keep it clean and you’ll be fine. You, uh, might be stuck with another scar, though.

[He offers her an apologetic smile as he balls up the wipe in his hands and tosses it off into the corner of the cabin.]