"I'm sure. Okay, here we go. Yell if you need to, or clutch the mattress or whatever."

While she talks, she's already working, her movements both deft and as gentle as possible under the circumstances. She eases his shirt up and begins to clean the wound, examining it as she does.

"Not so bad; at least it's a clean cut, not too deep, I don't think..."

Kim lets out a very small sigh of relief.

"No, not too deep." She looks up at him. "You're going to be fine."