"Is it prescribing if I can just grab one from the stores myself?"
She is the Quartermaster, after all, responsible for outfitting the organization. If anyone has access to their potions and tinctures, it's her.
Her hand is held out for his inspection almost before he's finished asking, though she still flexes and clenches her fingers, trying to alleviate the itch that's begun plaguing them. She hasn't moved her cuffed arm, but she was holding it out anyway, since he was working on the bandage. Both hands show evidence of irritation and skin picking, and some of the injuries are worse than othersβshe's torn strips of skin from the cuticle down to the knuckle on more than one finger, and at least one is recent enough to still be tender if he touches it, inflamed and angry.
Ness, up to this point un-self-conscious about her hands, suddenly feels... uncomfortable to have them under such scrutiny, and she shifts in her seat, unaccountably nervous.
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She is the Quartermaster, after all, responsible for outfitting the organization. If anyone has access to their potions and tinctures, it's her.
Her hand is held out for his inspection almost before he's finished asking, though she still flexes and clenches her fingers, trying to alleviate the itch that's begun plaguing them. She hasn't moved her cuffed arm, but she was holding it out anyway, since he was working on the bandage. Both hands show evidence of irritation and skin picking, and some of the injuries are worse than othersβshe's torn strips of skin from the cuticle down to the knuckle on more than one finger, and at least one is recent enough to still be tender if he touches it, inflamed and angry.
Ness, up to this point un-self-conscious about her hands, suddenly feels... uncomfortable to have them under such scrutiny, and she shifts in her seat, unaccountably nervous.