[ the only response that gets is a dismissive grunt. evan wholly and completely doesn't care what adriana thinks; in a one-to-one fight, she can't beat him, although she's tried and done some not insignificant damage. but she trespassed on his property in a way he can't fully combat, so this is what she gets.
he hands david the bottle and eyes the stab, and the slashes. there's only so much even he can do for something too deep, but it won't really matter in the long run. either david'll bleed out or he'll go to a trial. either way, back to normal.
instead of making a comment he tears the sheets up somewhat inexpertly but well enough to serve as wrapping. ]
Get your shirt off. Use it for pressure. [ there's no ulterior motive there - there's just not enough sheets to do both. ] Tell me what happened.
[ that one, though - he just wants to know. david pretty clearly won. he'll listen while they - very carefully - get the knife out and the injury wrapped up tight. ]
no subject
he hands david the bottle and eyes the stab, and the slashes. there's only so much even he can do for something too deep, but it won't really matter in the long run. either david'll bleed out or he'll go to a trial. either way, back to normal.
instead of making a comment he tears the sheets up somewhat inexpertly but well enough to serve as wrapping. ]
Get your shirt off. Use it for pressure. [ there's no ulterior motive there - there's just not enough sheets to do both. ] Tell me what happened.
[ that one, though - he just wants to know. david pretty clearly won. he'll listen while they - very carefully - get the knife out and the injury wrapped up tight. ]