Re: Justin/Abbie
Abbie nodded to Justin's directions and headed over to the table. The creature, which she identified as a kneazle, shook beneath her hands as she set it gently on the surface. Taking the kit from Justin, she looked up at him. "Thank you," she said.
She pulled out a clean cloth and the bottle labeled disinfectant. Thank you Merlin for his OCD Abbie thought, pouring some on the cloth. The kneazle went straight for milk, which she was grateful that Justin brought with him. "Her leg looks broken," she said as it wimped toward the bowl. While cooing, she tabbing gently on the most severe looking wounds. "I know it stings, but it's good for you."
Slowly, she cleared away the blood while it lapped up the milk. Once she stole a glance on him. He looked...she thought he looked not angry, but upset. "Thanks," she said. "I appreciate the help."