She frowns. "Shut up. Your talking is making it hard to sew." She says as she begins working. She was able to stitch up all his wounds with ease before bandaging him as he notices a bruise on her from getting hit by the door.
He place a hand gently on her. "Hold on, I think we may still have a little ice left in the galley from our last stop." He smiled, leaving and soon returning with a small pouch of ice. "This may help lower the swelling."
She looks to him confused. "Dont move so much you will tear the stitchings." She says before sighing. Looking at it as she puts it on her and goes back to bandaging him up.
"How about a little massage my dear? You've been very helpfull, so I'm happy to reward you." He smiled, walking to the armouir, but crouching down, shifting a loose board underneath it.