"You're planning something~"
"I can't let you walk around with that wound still flapping about," I absently muttered to her as a reply to her lackadaisical comment. "Your chest is practically open."
"It's always open for you, Dear~"
Turning back to Aria, I let out a sigh as the bluenette gently jiggled her chest in a teasing way; her pale breasts almost succeeding in distracting me from noticing the flesh wound on her chest. How was she even alive, let alone breathing properly with such a hole?
"I've got a toolbox for you, Brother."
With a nod, I absently took the box and deftly opened it up for inspection.
Okay... I've got the standard scalpel... some bandages, some forceps, a suture needle... Huh, never thought I had taught Lise how to make one of those... And a spool of thread as well.
All in all, some basic first-aid stuff. Good enough for this, hopefully.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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