Padraig's back looked like raw hamburger meat, but George went with a more diplomatic answer of, "Yes, it's very bloody."
He kept a hand on Padraig's arm to steady him and led him to his bedroom. He turned on the lights as he went, chasing away some of the darkness in the house.
"Here, lie down on your front and just don't move around for a bit. I'm going to clean your back. Where are you keeping the disinfectant these days?"