Jane managed a faint smile, "I'll er, try and remember that."
She stepped round to look at his back again, and then gently began swabbing at the cuts with the peroxide on the cloth. "I er, I don't think there's anything else in there, just, want to um, make sure?"
It wasn't more than a couple of minutes later that she was covering the cleaned cuts with layered gauze and soft absorbent padding, and then taping the lot down across his shoulder and back. "Now, no moving about too much and don't get it wet?"