[ it's moments like these where she misses her boys the most, where she both remembers their own freak outs over disgusting injuries and appreciates their various jokes about bone reveals over the years. ]
I'm working on it. [ she somehow sounds both dry and bossy without being sarcastic. ]
[ it starts in the bone, in the way it slides back together like a puzzle piece before the tissue starts to knit itself back together, sealing it over and disappearing the flash of white. she briefly grimaces as it essentially reattaches with a little crunch, the blood still dripping down her arm to the floor, though it finally starts to slow as the muscle begins to stitch together again too. ]
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I'm working on it. [ she somehow sounds both dry and bossy without being sarcastic. ]
[ it starts in the bone, in the way it slides back together like a puzzle piece before the tissue starts to knit itself back together, sealing it over and disappearing the flash of white. she briefly grimaces as it essentially reattaches with a little crunch, the blood still dripping down her arm to the floor, though it finally starts to slow as the muscle begins to stitch together again too. ]