[He gets his freedom once she sees that slow, steady stream of smoke; the fresh blisters on her fingertips don't interfere with the way she tugs loose long strips of sterile binding, or the work that's spent tightly wrapping charred injuries under singed clothes.
It takes more than a few quick minutes, but she's quiet for once as she goes about it - waits till he's settled and patched up to turn the knife at her hip to the burns on her hands. Cut, drain, sterilize with iodine and wrap. Easiest process in the world, and one she's got down pat by now.]
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It takes more than a few quick minutes, but she's quiet for once as she goes about it - waits till he's settled and patched up to turn the knife at her hip to the burns on her hands. Cut, drain, sterilize with iodine and wrap. Easiest process in the world, and one she's got down pat by now.]