[ His breathing is heavy, taking a few deep breathes to try to help himself, but he's still not there enough to see what she's doing to his right hand. It's probably for the best, anyway. A gel? Bleeding slowed down? Probably? His thoughts are swimming around, yet he still knows that's not what he wants to hear. Though anything short of 'getting you medical attention' would be bad news to him. ]
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What are you doing to me?