"I don't know, it just feels like it is? Maybe if I hadn't pushed on you about everything you would have done what you normally did and you wouldn't have gotten injured," Minerva said, though even to her own ears it sounded silly.
Smirking that Atlas covered up his bits with a sheet, Minerva ignored his modesty and carefully undid the bandage. The wound looked clean enough, but there was still plenty of seepage of blood and ooze.
"I'll be right back," she said, taking the old bandage with her and disposing it in the bathroom bin.
Minerva applied the potions she found, including something to take the edge off the pain, and rebound it all with a clean bandage. "How does that feel?"