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[Official-Enjolras]

Carol

Carol flinched a little, but then stopped. He wasn't Ed. She remembered having to tip toe, trying not to wake her late husband up. He was touchy on that subject. If she happened too wake him up, it usually ended up with her on the floor in pain. Carol shook her head and looked back to Daryl.
"Are you ok? Is it your leg?" She asked him. Her arm throbbed and ached, and she held it, trying to stop the pain.

[Delilah Nightingale]

Daryl nodded vaguely still half asleep. He rubbed his eyes and looked up at her, "Your arm?" he asked noticing how she held it.

[Official-Enjolras]

Carol

She nodded slightly.
"Just a little. Let me look at your leg." She said, coming to his side. He didn't clean it, so it would be a little sore.

[Delilah Nightingale]

He nodded and began to unwrap the bandage. The wound was red and still bleeding faintly. He nearly fainted despite what he kills it much worse than that.

[Official-Enjolras]

Carol

Carol sucked in a breath when she saw the wounds.
"You didn't clean it." She scolded him gently. "I'll be right back with something to clean it with and fresh bandages." she told him, crawling to the entrance of the camp and pushing the flap open.

[Delilah Nightingale]

Daryl rolled his eyes mockingly at her showing humor despite his pain. "I didn't think I was that bad. Ive had knife cuts before." he refered to the ones on his back. But those where made with a dull knife his was sharp.

[Official-Enjolras]

Carol

Carol went through the medical bag, looking for the rubbing alchohal and some clean bandages. She took them, noticing they really needed to scavange for supplies. She came back into the tent and looked at the wound. She took her blood stained shirt and found a clean part, then began to pour the rubbing alchohal on his leg. She dabbed at it with her shirt and watched as it cleaned his wound.

[Delilah Nightingale]

Daryl tensed as the alchohal sizzled in the wound. His fingers gripped the sheets and he ground his teethz

[Official-Enjolras]

Carol

Carol took the old bandages and tossed them aside. She took the new ones and began to wrap them tightly around his leg. Her hands were soft against his leg and his wound, working to keep it in place.
"All clean." she told him.

[Delilah Nightingale]

Daryl nodded sitting up. "Thanks." he said quietly looking at her. He ran a hand grouch his hair looking outside the flaps.