Zoe flinched when he poked at it and gave him an annoyed look, this was a horrible idea. She scrunched up her face and turned it away, her body tense as he pried the tape off the skin, an entirely unpleasant sensation on it's own only made worse coupled with her injury. She peeked at him, confused. What did he expect to find under a bandage with blood on it, gold? Jellybeans?
She looked down at the wound and then looked away with a winced face. It looked worse than it did the night before. The tear in the skin was still fresh and juicy red, the bruise all around it a gross color. "Yeah, getting shot is never pretty."