"That's me," Lita says, beginning to busy herself with Sarge's injury. "Always asking for too much."
Lita is thorough with her cleaning of the wound and changing of the dressing. Out of deference toward Sarge's natural inclination toward silence, she doesn't comment when she does it. In fact, the silence isn't as awkward as she would have imagined it would be. It's a thoughtful sort of quiet. She listens carefully when he relays his message to Adelaide. Lita's not about to try deciphering what it means; it's not her place or business. It does, however, remind her that she has her own message to pass on. Lita adheres the last bit of gauze, confident that Sarge isn't going to need to use that handy defensive maneuver he seems to know so well.
"Actually, that reminds me I have a message for you as well," Lita says, removing her bloody gloves and tossing them in the medical waste receptacle. "Adelaide said something about the pair of you taking a trip to Montgomery River to get you well again. That mean anything to you?"
Lita is sure that it does but she doesn't expect an explanation, nor does she really want one, but she feels compelled to ask all the same. The Tennessee trio is an insular, tight knit family but she can't help but wonder if this is an inside joke between the three of them or just Adelaide and Sarge. Curious despite herself, she watches his face.