Re: [Mission 15.1] Gifted
Base Camp
Konoka eyed Bors' arms, and the blood that had spotted them. Blood! she thought, a lightbulb going off in her head. She got out some healing blood and put it in a dish. " Just put your hand...or, umm, what's left of it....in this, Riko-Hei," Konoka suggested. "The longer you leave it in there, the better it will heal, OK?" She smiled at him, pointing at the whiskey jug. "And thank you for the offer, but that stuff doesn't really work, you know." Nice of him, though, Konoka thought. Maybe at the end of this, he will be my new friend. That thought made her smile.
"Just rest and keep your hand in this healing blood and you'll be OK," Konoka assured him. Well.... that and I don't have a Nepleslian cybernetic hands lying around. My Nepleslian friends are so complicated....they always get hurt the most, and I have the least amount of supplies that work on them!
Nevertheless, Konoka thought, Doing what I can to help is my life. I wouldn't have it any other way.
"Just don't kersplode any other appendages, 'kay?" Konoka smiled weakly, hoping Bors would have plenty of time to recover.