[Easy to forget how much she hates that word sometimes. Side effect of the actual side effect in his head, hissing in his ear; it's not something Rhys bothers to dwell on that the tech he's relying on for this could screw them both over in a split-second.
But he's got this. He's got it all under control.] I'm hurrying, Gaige. Trust me, I'm hurrying.
[Fingers dipping down under skin for the deeper shard - for the one that's dangerously close to killing her. Hell, if she had to heal naturally she'd be dead, which won't count for anything if he can't get it out. Gross as the dig of metal and muscle is, half a minute later sees him pulling back the grotesque culprit.
This time Rhys doesn't wait to go back for the last piece - if she passes out from pain it'll probably be for the best.] Last piece. Almost done.
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But he's got this. He's got it all under control.] I'm hurrying, Gaige. Trust me, I'm hurrying.
[Fingers dipping down under skin for the deeper shard - for the one that's dangerously close to killing her. Hell, if she had to heal naturally she'd be dead, which won't count for anything if he can't get it out. Gross as the dig of metal and muscle is, half a minute later sees him pulling back the grotesque culprit.
This time Rhys doesn't wait to go back for the last piece - if she passes out from pain it'll probably be for the best.] Last piece. Almost done.