"Understood." There is antiseptic--that was always there, right?--and some swabs. She starts getting the little impacts cleaned out, though after a moment she has to rest her hand on his shoulder, to steady herself.

Now is not the time to be considering how attractive this person is or is not. It's a response to almost dying, she knows that. It doesn't make it any easier to ignore. Focus. There's still plenty of pain to go around. She tosses the used swab aside after a moment. "There you go. Good as new."