Looking through her bag, she pulled out one of the tubes and then wiped his arm off with a alcohol swab and then injected him with it before putting the top back on the needle to be thrown away when she got back upstairs. "Well I'm not going to tell you that you were right in going over there.. especially when she did.. that to you.."
She let the anesthetic work through, and while she did that, she got out the thread and needle and scissors again, so she could close up the stitches. "You keep saying that like you want me to be mad at you.." she swallowed, "You mean if she hadn't yelled at you.. you could've.. " she trailed off.