Another Solution, Part 1

"There," Ash leaned backwards, her smile as reassuring as it was uncertain. "I believe I have done all I can for you." 

She sounded a bit bitter about it. 

I looked back at her, seeing that same uncertainty brimming in her eyes, so desperately wanting for a way to be able to do so much more than she had done already.

Yet alas, unless her hair blazed with fire and her name rhymed with 'Lia', there wasn't much else she could do that she hadn't done already, and besides… it wasn't as if her bandaging skills left much to be desired - she did a pretty nice job patching me up.

Now that my wound had been properly tended to, it didn't look as bad as it had before, certainly didn't feel as bad as it had before that's for sure. 

Slowly, I unpropped my leg from the stool, bending it, lowering it, feeling the weight of my foot pressed against the ground - still throbbed, very much still stung - but overall it was a lot more bearable.