First aid

I turned, watching over the group as they made their approach. Sveta let go of Byron's arm, and her grip had been firm enough that the gouge that extended from one corner of his wrist to his elbow didn't open up again in the time it took me to assert my grip with four different forcefield hands.

*****

"I'm not squeezing you too tight?" I asked Byron, as I handed the first aid stuff to the Fragile One.

"No."

Blood sucked at my fingers as I pulled my hand away from the wound at my shoulder. I kept one eye out to try and keep coordinated as I had the Fragile One unpack the first aid kit. I floated over to check the severity of the wound by sight.

*****

I turned my full attention to Byron, who was applying bandage. I had my forcefield gradually release its hold on his arm while he wrapped it. He knew what he was doing.

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