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Sewing scissors over on the end table, yes.

Right, got that.

[Getting those and. Well, it's not the worst impromptu surgery he's done, but might be the most delicate. He doesn't want to fuck this up.]

Don't- Don't move, all right? My hands are, um. A bit colder, but I'll try my best.

... I mean. Could be good if you miss, yeah?

....Why would that be good? I'd rather not hurt you.

N-no, I mean - if you miss, being able to numb the pain would be. Good.

Ah. That. Is true, I suppose.

[Just. Going to start gently trying to nudge the thread to give some slack so he can cut the first thread. It goes through easy enough though the cold is there against Martin's eye.]

All right. First one done.

[ Way too close. Martin gulps a bit and does his best to hold still. ]

Better - better do the next one before I try opening both, yeah?

Y-yes. I'll try to make it quick.

[Gonna just get on that- Boa taking pity and he starts cutting through this one as well. Slow and steady but with purpose.]

[ good. good. Martin winces a bit, but ... ]

Oh. That's much better.

[Carefully pulling the thread out and tossing it aside.]

Is it? I didn't cut you or anything?

I-I don't think so?

[ There's a trickle of blood, but it seems to be coming from the holes in his eyelid. ]

[OH.... Nope no, gonna grab a cloth to hand to Martin so he can. Do that. But he'll at least try to numb it a little.]

Good. I'm relieved for that much.

[ Martin dabs delicately at his eyes. ]

I mean, still horrid but. At least I can SEE again.

[Smiles a little. He is selfishly relieved.]

Yes, you can see again. And that was a simple enough remedy to fix.

Honestly, not bad compared to some of the other things I've seen.

[ He winds up leaning against Jon. ]

[Oh... He just. Tucks Martin's head under his chin for the moment, patting his back almost awkward before settling into familiar.]

Right, this place could have done much worse to you.

Right. Like - I don't know. I heard all sorts of people coughing up something awful.

[ He clings a bit, fingers digging gently into his sleeve. ]

It wasn't pleasant to see, no.

[Poor Battler. But he lets Martin cling, rubbing his back gently.]

You'll be all right.

I - I know, I just- sorry, I sort of need this? Right now?

No, of course. I don't mind, it's... I do love you, Martin. I'm happy to be here to help.

It's helping a lot.

[ The hug is getting a LITTLE tight. ]

Good. I'm glad to be able to do that much.

[He lets Martin cling, he is only a twig after all.]

Well - I mean - you could spend the night?

I-

Do you want that? I do need to, um. Run a short errand for Sparrow, if you wanted to come with but. I suppose I could stay, yes.

Oh - right, of course. For Sparrow and all. I'll go with you?

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