No. [ At least he’s honest. He sits on the bed next to Dextera, a wet washcloth in one hand and his dumb bowl of plant paste set nearby. ]
But it’s not poisonous. [ Don’t ask how he found out. ] And even cleaning them off will help you in the long run. Let me see.
[ He places one hand at Dextera’s stomach, the other pressing the wet washcloth to wounded skin, trying to dab at it so the shirt can come loose easily. This is going to be a lot of touching. ]
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But it’s not poisonous. [ Don’t ask how he found out. ] And even cleaning them off will help you in the long run. Let me see.
[ He places one hand at Dextera’s stomach, the other pressing the wet washcloth to wounded skin, trying to dab at it so the shirt can come loose easily. This is going to be a lot of touching. ]