[Judging by the clueless, moderately confused look he returns to find at the bottle et all in his hands, she's not. Not directly, anyway.
Not that any injuries less than losing a few fingers or a torso or all your internal organs are usually a first aid deal back home to begin with. Still, she's clearly entertained enough by the idea to play along: stands there patiently watching him while he wets the gauze and passes it off.
Holds it against her cheek without flinching or sucking in even the slightest breath, waiting for some indeterminate amount of time or a cue or...]
How long's this stuff supposed to take to work?
[Doesn't feel healed through the cotton; maybe she's doing it wrong.]
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Not that any injuries less than losing a few fingers or a torso or all your internal organs are usually a first aid deal back home to begin with. Still, she's clearly entertained enough by the idea to play along: stands there patiently watching him while he wets the gauze and passes it off.
Holds it against her cheek without flinching or sucking in even the slightest breath, waiting for some indeterminate amount of time or a cue or...]
How long's this stuff supposed to take to work?
[Doesn't feel healed through the cotton; maybe she's doing it wrong.]