[She has to believe that he'll listen, for now, otherwise she might never rest.]
Nuh-uh.
[Food is the farthest thing from her mind, but she does lazily poke at a covered section of her collarbone. Luckily none of the blood is visible.] ... Could you pick up some gauze and stuff later? There's money in my wallet it's, somewhere.
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Nuh-uh.
[Food is the farthest thing from her mind, but she does lazily poke at a covered section of her collarbone. Luckily none of the blood is visible.] ... Could you pick up some gauze and stuff later? There's money in my wallet it's, somewhere.
[Over by Pasha, actually.]