Cameron blinked. "You've been cut before and you didn't come and see me?" Worried, obviously. Worry spread across her face. Cameron knew it too, she could see her on face in the metal of the tray. NO. Be professional. What the hell.
Cameron set the needle down then. Alright, clean it and bandage it. She took out some tweezers to check if there was any glass in there and carefully set the arm on the clean linen that was on the tray.
She kept her eyes on the arm so she wouldn't look at the beautiful woman anymore. Cause it was making it hard for Cameron to breath.
"Just tell me if it hurts too much and I'll stop. I have to make sure there's no glass splinters in there."