"Stop," she says gently, trying to still his hands as he reaches for his clothing. "Just stay still, okay?"
Far too shaken to be shy about this, she reaches for the laces of his waistcoat, loosening it and carefully pulling it over his head.
"You're going to be fine," she murmurs to him, but also to reassure herself. It is a lot of blood.
After his shirt's lifted away Aerith straightens up, looking him over with a frown.
"Stay here," she retreats to his washroom and returns with a stack of clean towels and washcloths and a basin of water. Aerith sets them down on the bench beside him and kneels so she can wring out a rag and bring it up to begin to clean the wound on his side, tears welling up in her eyes again.
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Date: 2023-02-21 03:29 am (UTC)Far too shaken to be shy about this, she reaches for the laces of his waistcoat, loosening it and carefully pulling it over his head.
"You're going to be fine," she murmurs to him, but also to reassure herself. It is a lot of blood.
After his shirt's lifted away Aerith straightens up, looking him over with a frown.
"Stay here," she retreats to his washroom and returns with a stack of clean towels and washcloths and a basin of water. Aerith sets them down on the bench beside him and kneels so she can wring out a rag and bring it up to begin to clean the wound on his side, tears welling up in her eyes again.