[Perhaps it wouldn't sting like alcohol but it would still be painful. If only she did have some alcohol. She's in the middle of planning how best to clear the wound of infection when she sees what the woman is doing over her shoulder and gasps when she sees her hand dive into her own stomach. Her hands and the towel move from the wounds on her back, watching in stunned silence as they started to seal themselves.] What... how? How did you...?
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