[ So many thoughts are going through his mind, but above all of them is the notion that he must care for her. Strange as it may seem, although it has been some time since he was a knight on the front lines, and even longer since he was surrounded by friends and fellow soldiers all sporting injuries from the long skirmish with the dragons, in this moment, he finds himself flashing back to those times.
His smile remains but it becomes increasingly strained as he begins to take stock of her condition and what needs tending to first. As he gently slides the dress away from her shoulders and begins revealing the already bandaged areas, the smile disappears entirely, replaced by a worried frown. There are so many wounds, judging from the vast array of bandages wrapped about her person, and once again, the thought that he has failed to protect her breaks through.
An exhale of breath and a mumbled curse escapes him then as he realizes blood is seeping through the wrappings on her arms, despite her attempt to hide them. Surely her efforts with the children and also during dinner aggravated the wounds. He may not be a healer, nor a field chirurgeon, but he and others like him have carried out makeshift aid in the absence of trained healers.
This is not a battlefield, and thus supplies and warm water are not in short supply, and yet he finds a certain tension settling into his shoulders as he recounts in his mind what he ought to do. ]
Your arms should be tended to first, and then the rest can come after. [ His tone is not as soft as it was just moments ago, having been replaced by a steely sort of determination to see the bleeding stopped and bandages replaced. He does not mean to attack this as he might a threat, because he could not be so careless, but for the sake of seeing her cared for, he has to seal away his worries and fears, lest he become too distracted to be of use. ]
If you will wait here for a moment- [ He imagines she does not intend to leave, but he makes the request regardless. ] I must retrieve warm water for tending to your hurts.
[ And before he stands up to briefly depart, he leans in to place a kiss on the side of her face. He is back before too long with a basin of water that he sets next to him within easy reach. ]
Shall I begin removing the bandages? [ It is the next course of action, but perhaps she needs a moment before he starts. ]
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His smile remains but it becomes increasingly strained as he begins to take stock of her condition and what needs tending to first. As he gently slides the dress away from her shoulders and begins revealing the already bandaged areas, the smile disappears entirely, replaced by a worried frown. There are so many wounds, judging from the vast array of bandages wrapped about her person, and once again, the thought that he has failed to protect her breaks through.
An exhale of breath and a mumbled curse escapes him then as he realizes blood is seeping through the wrappings on her arms, despite her attempt to hide them. Surely her efforts with the children and also during dinner aggravated the wounds. He may not be a healer, nor a field chirurgeon, but he and others like him have carried out makeshift aid in the absence of trained healers.
This is not a battlefield, and thus supplies and warm water are not in short supply, and yet he finds a certain tension settling into his shoulders as he recounts in his mind what he ought to do. ]
Your arms should be tended to first, and then the rest can come after. [ His tone is not as soft as it was just moments ago, having been replaced by a steely sort of determination to see the bleeding stopped and bandages replaced. He does not mean to attack this as he might a threat, because he could not be so careless, but for the sake of seeing her cared for, he has to seal away his worries and fears, lest he become too distracted to be of use. ]
If you will wait here for a moment- [ He imagines she does not intend to leave, but he makes the request regardless. ] I must retrieve warm water for tending to your hurts.
[ And before he stands up to briefly depart, he leans in to place a kiss on the side of her face. He is back before too long with a basin of water that he sets next to him within easy reach. ]
Shall I begin removing the bandages? [ It is the next course of action, but perhaps she needs a moment before he starts. ]