That's an old adage. You've never heard of it. Not on TV?
( When did his husband have the time, he knows. But, questioning his pop culture (or just plain old) knowledge feels like a good use of a distraction.
Ezra's mother also likes David. A lot. She asks about him more than Ezra says.
Finding his prize, so to speak, he quickly removes what remains of the bullet and sets it down in a nearby basin. )
Thing shrunk because it splintered out. ( He looks up at his husband again. ) Still with me? I need to pack it, and also undo the tearing in your abdomen. Someone brought a witch to a knife fight. What happened to the other guy?
[He nods drowsily, because yes, he is still there. The pain is not great, and he would very much like to be unconscious, but he can tough it out. He's had to manage worse.]
Other guy might have gotten shot by one of his friends when he was trying to shoot me.
[You don't bring claws to a gun fight, but you also don't bring guns to a witch fight.]
Whoever it was that did this, they were prepared. Organized. They had been planning this hit for months.
In this particular instance, yes. But I think they're equal opportunity on the kinds of supernatural creatures they'll take out if given the opportunity.
Heal you, or heal you enough. It's not good down there. Bullet-wound wise, I need to pack you. And ensure neither wound is infected. So what improves internal injuries, David.
[Oh yeah. Big pain, not fun. But he manages to get through it with minimal complaining as Ezra fixes him up. And once that's done, he looks up at him with a pained expression.]
( He even grabs his hand, squeezing, holding it between them. )
The rest is all medical.
( It's packing him with medical equipment he thankfully keeps on hand and rubbing one of David's solutions along the covers for his two wounds. But, after. )
[He gives him a look at that, before stopping them, turning and kissing his husband because a) it's nice to see him, but also b) he's grateful that he's fast on his feet.]
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He actually likes Ezra's mother, superficially speaking, but some of the things she says are a bit much.]
Where does she get these things?
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( When did his husband have the time, he knows. But, questioning his pop culture (or just plain old) knowledge feels like a good use of a distraction.
Ezra's mother also likes David. A lot. She asks about him more than Ezra says.
Finding his prize, so to speak, he quickly removes what remains of the bullet and sets it down in a nearby basin. )
Thing shrunk because it splintered out. ( He looks up at his husband again. ) Still with me? I need to pack it, and also undo the tearing in your abdomen. Someone brought a witch to a knife fight. What happened to the other guy?
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Other guy might have gotten shot by one of his friends when he was trying to shoot me.
[You don't bring claws to a gun fight, but you also don't bring guns to a witch fight.]
Whoever it was that did this, they were prepared. Organized. They had been planning this hit for months.
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( He's followed that philosophy, too. )
Against witches. Strictly? Chew.
( But, also talk while chewing. Keep talking. )
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In this particular instance, yes. But I think they're equal opportunity on the kinds of supernatural creatures they'll take out if given the opportunity.
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( In groups big enough to send his husband hurtling back injured. )
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Do I get a juice box when you're done? Is this one of the scenarios that you get a juice box and cookies?
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( Speaking of, he will have to -- treat his stomach antibacterially. That will sting, too. He gets up again. )
Natural herbs aside, dipping into your - skills. What do I need.
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[Someday he should get to have the juice and cookies treatment.]
What do you need to do?
[The brain fog is not allowing him to think critically. He needs you to be more specific.]
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( Speaking OF. )
Heal you, or heal you enough. It's not good down there. Bullet-wound wise, I need to pack you. And ensure neither wound is infected. So what improves internal injuries, David.
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[Not the point. Healing tonics, healing tinctures, what did he actually have prepared ...
He points across the room to a different cabinet.]
Third shelf, fifth bottle over. Should smell like cloves.
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( Make your orchard angrier. He heads across the room, following three shelfs down, five bottles in, he uncaps and smells. )
Should do the trick.
( He says with only his husband's knowledge of it. He's back by his side again, kneeling down. )
Any special thing I have to do or do I just stick them in?
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It's a salve. Antiseptic. Use it to clean the wounds.
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( And then it does! )
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Can I pass out now?
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( He even grabs his hand, squeezing, holding it between them. )
The rest is all medical.
( It's packing him with medical equipment he thankfully keeps on hand and rubbing one of David's solutions along the covers for his two wounds. But, after. )
You did it.
( He kisses his husband's knuckles. )
By your math, how long do you need?
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Probably a couple days, at least. I should be safe here. As far as the bosses know, I'm still in Europe.
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( He stands, holds his fist tight and cradles him as he helps him to stand, too. )
Pain gets to be too much, you let me know. I'll just take advantage of you sexually.
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Thank you, for patching me up.
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Every time. Now. What hunters do I have to track down and separate them from their internal organs?
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The ones directly responsible are dead. And the rest would take a much sturdier plan to handle.
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( Can he curse their family lines, though? Easy taking the step up out of your lab. )
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We'll talk about it when I'm not woozy from blood loss.
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( Once they make it to the bedroom. )
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Good plan.
[And with that, they will head off to the bedroom for some rest and recovery.]