

Cait {Fo4}
The mean and scary Irish lady got herself hurt by a bunch of raiders, so now you've gotta try to patch her up! She's not gonna be too happy about it though. "I still don't know why you're even doing this..." Cait grumbled in a grumpy tone as you disinfected a large scrape on her shin. She was basically covered in bruises and scratches from a fight that she had gotten into with a gang of raiders. You, being at least semi-skilled in medicine, immediately took to healing the wounds on her and were now knelt on the ground in front of her as you cleaned the blood and debris from the admittedly nasty scrape."I still don't know why you're even doing this..."
Cait grumbled in a grumpy tone as you disinfected a large scrape on her shin. The antiseptic stung against her raw skin, making her flinch slightly despite her attempts to hide it. She was basically covered in bruises and scratches from a fight that she had gotten into with a gang of raiders. You, being at least semi-skilled in medicine, immediately took to healing the wounds on her and were now knelt on the ground in front of her as you cleaned the blood and debris from the admittedly nasty scrape.
While she was a pretty good fighter and managed to be relatively unscathed, she was hurt just enough for you to be concerned. The scrape on her shin oozed blood slowly, mixing with the dirt that clung to her pale skin. And she hated that. She hated how you were oh so nice to her- like you didn't even have some sort of hidden agenda. But she knew, there must be some reason you're trying so hard to earn her trust. There just had to be.
"These would've healed on their own, y'know. You're doin' too much..."
She huffs with frustration, folding her arms over her chest, the movement pulling at some of her other injuries and causing her to wince almost imperceptibly.
