Peggy rolled her eyes internally and shrugged, "Don't say that I didn't warn you, then." She knew the necessity and usefulness of pain. Bullets and stab wounds, hands around her throat and whip lashes on her back were fuel for her fire. "Okay..." she sat and took his finger in a particular spot, the splints and bandages at the ready. "Three...two..."
She pulled and slipped the fractured bone back into place, immediately wrapping it to the next finger in a split that was sturdy.