[As soon as the car comes to a stop, Sean's trying to see if he can reach into the backseat without getting out of the car to get that kit. That's when Connor catches him by the back of his neck, and makes him look Connor square on. Jesus, he's gone pale. It's like all the colour's draining out of him. Which. It kind of is. He's been shot, which means all the blood's going into the body - and then out of it. He sets his free hand on Connor's side, and gives him a pat.]
No, no, don't worry. I. Ha, I know this shit like the back of my hand. Hold onto this.
[He makes Connor hold onto the napkins and Sean gets out of the passenger side, going into the back to fish the first ait kit out and come back around with it. He settles back in, unzipping it, and getting the alcohol. He sets it on the dashboard with the rest of the kit, and starts unbuttoning Connor's shirt, carefully peeling it and the napkins back to look at the wound.]
You don't know the awful shock I got the first time I walked into a hospital here and found out they charge you for everything. I knew Americans paid more, but I had no idea how much you paid for everything. Jesus. Scared the shit out of me. So I had to get good at doing this. Like, don't get me wrong, I'm no doctor but... hey, I'm not going to charge you an arm and a leg for it, so it washes out right?
[And as he chats to distract Connor, Sean uses the alcohol to clear the wound. He carefully checks to see if the slug's still in one piece, or it's shattered. One piece. Thank god. Though that also makes it tricky, because they'll need to fish that out. But not here. That's asking for an infection to do that without clean tools and hot water and all the rest. So he'll patch it for now, and they'll pull that out later when they get where they're going. Sean cleans the worst of it, and wipes it down, and then gets the disinfectant over the wound, and finally adds plenty of gauze in a square over the wound before taping it down.
Not his best work, but it'll do for now. He checks the bottle for doses, and taps out two pills.]
We'll pull the slug out and stitch when I've got a sink, so we'll need to hit a drugstore when we're there, or before we're there if they don't have those out at Belle Isle. You can have these two now, and two more in four hours.
[Sean holds out the pills for Connor and glances around to see if somewhere among the fast food litter and other rubbish if there's an old soda or bottle of water or something. Doesn't look like it.]
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No, no, don't worry. I. Ha, I know this shit like the back of my hand. Hold onto this.
[He makes Connor hold onto the napkins and Sean gets out of the passenger side, going into the back to fish the first ait kit out and come back around with it. He settles back in, unzipping it, and getting the alcohol. He sets it on the dashboard with the rest of the kit, and starts unbuttoning Connor's shirt, carefully peeling it and the napkins back to look at the wound.]
You don't know the awful shock I got the first time I walked into a hospital here and found out they charge you for everything. I knew Americans paid more, but I had no idea how much you paid for everything. Jesus. Scared the shit out of me. So I had to get good at doing this. Like, don't get me wrong, I'm no doctor but... hey, I'm not going to charge you an arm and a leg for it, so it washes out right?
[And as he chats to distract Connor, Sean uses the alcohol to clear the wound. He carefully checks to see if the slug's still in one piece, or it's shattered. One piece. Thank god. Though that also makes it tricky, because they'll need to fish that out. But not here. That's asking for an infection to do that without clean tools and hot water and all the rest. So he'll patch it for now, and they'll pull that out later when they get where they're going. Sean cleans the worst of it, and wipes it down, and then gets the disinfectant over the wound, and finally adds plenty of gauze in a square over the wound before taping it down.
Not his best work, but it'll do for now. He checks the bottle for doses, and taps out two pills.]
We'll pull the slug out and stitch when I've got a sink, so we'll need to hit a drugstore when we're there, or before we're there if they don't have those out at Belle Isle. You can have these two now, and two more in four hours.
[Sean holds out the pills for Connor and glances around to see if somewhere among the fast food litter and other rubbish if there's an old soda or bottle of water or something. Doesn't look like it.]
Sorry, you're going to have to dry swallow them.