Elektra shoved a bottle of vodka in Khamul's hand. "Drink," she told him shortly. When he was done drinking she snatched it away from him again and poured it over the wounds in a very nonchalant and somewhat aggressive manner. Then she ripped his shirt sleeve off, took out a needle and handed the bottle back to him.
"Hold still," she told him, but she knew he would. They'd done this before.