"I need to see it," Coraline Heartsong told her senior.
"And I need to *not* bleed out," Gilchrist said with a whimper.
"Move your hand," Coraline ordered-- "but carefully."
"Ergh... Alright."
There was a large gash in the side of Gilchrist's coat... but thankfully, the actual injury wasn't as bad as Coraline feared. The crossbow bolt from earlier had just grazed her.
"Newbie!" Gilchrist yelled, "G-go ahead and cauterize it!"
"What?"
"Do it! I can take it! I have the BALLS!!"
Coraline pursed her lips, "Yeah, I'm not gonna do that. You'll be fine."
Because of Gilchrist's physique, the wound was already beginning to heal.
"But it hurts so much!!!" she cried.
"And so will cauterizing it!" Coraline argued.
"I am your su-PErior!" Replied the indignant womanchild.
"And I PASSED NECRONOMICS!!" Coraline countered.