[At the revelation of the wound, the woman who had ushered the young doctor in past the watching eyes of the second Qunari at once becomes assistant rather than leader. The boy nervously asks for things from the basket under her arm and she simply produces them: the cleansing rub first, and then the cloth and waterskin. He hesitates--]
I'm certain he won't mind you touching him. [To Messere Chest Wound:] Brace yourself; I believe it may sting.
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I'm certain he won't mind you touching him. [To Messere Chest Wound:] Brace yourself; I believe it may sting.