Shiloh returned to the bed, and he sat beside Shane. He put the supplies down, and he tugged the bandaging covering the stitches off. He did it fast. A quick yank to minimize time in pain. He looked at the stitches closely, leaned over and blew on them to cool them, then he ran his fingers around the surrounding skin. It was a light touch, something intended to be soothing, and he looked up at Shane's face to see if he seemed to be in pain before proceeding.