[Arya will coax her to go inside and then close the door behind them. First she'll find a spot for Maria to sit and then she'll move to try and barricade the door. She's gotten a fairly good look at the wound as they walked and is feeling a chill of familiarity and the strong possibility of death. She'd nearly died from stab wounds that didn't look nearly as bad as this one.
Once she's got the door sorted Arya turns back to her.] I can help you? Clean the wound? I'm not maester but I can do that much...?
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Once she's got the door sorted Arya turns back to her.] I can help you? Clean the wound? I'm not maester but I can do that much...?