*He takes the cloth and holds his hands with it, and it seems to be enough. The rest of L's search is spent in quiet waiting.*
*So will the bandaging process itself, it seems: The first bandaid is pressed carefully across the edges of the worst scratch, and the next few have Cesar narrowing his eyes, but he doesn't jerk, or do much of anything besides frown darkly.*
*Lazarus finishes one hand. Cesar flexes the fingers carefully against the tug of tape and pain. He can't bend his hand completely in a certain direction, but it's just as well, and he leaves the injury alone to heal.*
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Date: 2015-05-04 04:44 am (UTC)*So will the bandaging process itself, it seems: The first bandaid is pressed carefully across the edges of the worst scratch, and the next few have Cesar narrowing his eyes, but he doesn't jerk, or do much of anything besides frown darkly.*
*Lazarus finishes one hand. Cesar flexes the fingers carefully against the tug of tape and pain. He can't bend his hand completely in a certain direction, but it's just as well, and he leaves the injury alone to heal.*