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I don't suppose anyone is home today to help make lunch?

[Nephry leaves the journal open for the sake of checking on it between cooking steps. Enjoy the sounds of a small but active kitchen for a while. ...Things are a little quiet when she comes back.]

Excuse me. I've had a small accident in the kitchen - could I speak with a healer?

[[ooc: I am posting all of this from my phone while the computer gets repaired, so I will be slow.]]

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How badly are you hurt?

I slipped and cut myself. It isn't too bad, I think.

Would you like me to stop by and take care of it for you?

I'd like someone to look at it, but I certainly won't make you go out of your way.

I would hardly consider helping a friend to be going out of my way.

...Then...yes, I would appreciate it. Thank you.

There's no need to thank me for this. I will be there shortly as soon as I let Gelda know where I've gone.

All right. I'm sorry about this.

Please, don't apologize.

[And he'll be headed over shortly once he's done what he said he would.]

[Nephry will be in the kitchen when he arrives, holding a kitchen towel tightly around one hand.]

[Out of politeness, he'll knock lightly on the doorframe to announce his presence.]

[looks up at the knock, almost smiling in relief.]

Oh. Regal. I'm...glad you're here. [the truth is she hasn't been able to get a good look at her hand. The ruined half-sliced chicken on the counter should tell him what happened.]

[Regal's first objective is to determine how much it's bleeding and stop that bleeding.]

Like I said before, there's no need to thank me for this. May I see your hand?

[offers hand and dishtowel to him and...looks away.]

It didn't hurt at first. [they have sharp knives in this house. Under the towel is more blood than she cares to think about, and a deep slice in her palm that goes off along the side of her wrist too.]

[Okay, that's worse than he'd been expecting. He'll get on healing that right away, making sure to stop the bleeding first before he works on healing the damaged skin.]

That is usually because the injury is so sudden that it takes some time for the brain to process it, or so I've read. It's good that you called for a healer; a cut like this could be dangerous if the bleeding is not stopped quickly.

I understand.

[Though she looks like this whole thing is unsettling her stomach.]

I didn't think I could...do much about it on my own.

You made a wise decision. Fortunately it wasn't deep enough to cause any sort of permanent damage, but there is still the risk of infection and blood loss.

Is it all right now? It still stings.

Just a few more moments, and... there. Good as new. However, you should still be careful for the next few days to give your body a chance to finish repairing itself.

Thank you. I will. [a strained but genuine smile] And thank you for coming here so quickly.

You're welcome. I'm only sorry I was not able to prevent it from happening in the first place.

I'm not sure I'm so old as to require someone else to cut my food for me.

[she's teasing him]

Though now that you're here, you're welcome to stay for lunch.

We could always get you a butter knife to use instead...

[were she a younger person she might have become visibly outraged at his teasing.

Instead she raises an eyebrow at Regal, then gets up to look at what's left of her lunch]

I suppose I'll have to throw this out...

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