[ They inspect the arm carefully, determining the best course of action.
Then they pat Otus' shoulder in something like reassurance before yanking out a needle in one swift motion. It will cause some pain to Otus, but it's more of a pinprick than anything. They repeat this treatment as quickly as possible, tossing needles away onto the sand, until they've removed them all.
They don't have any bandages, but they have their cloak, at least. They can't really tear it up, but for the moment they extend a flap of it to cover Otus' arm and staunch the bleeding that's happening there, pressing it down gently. It feels cold, and has a strange, smooth texture to it.
They look at him, and raise their free hand to their face, tapping the side of their mask. Does Otus want them to remove that one, too? ]
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Then they pat Otus' shoulder in something like reassurance before yanking out a needle in one swift motion. It will cause some pain to Otus, but it's more of a pinprick than anything. They repeat this treatment as quickly as possible, tossing needles away onto the sand, until they've removed them all.
They don't have any bandages, but they have their cloak, at least. They can't really tear it up, but for the moment they extend a flap of it to cover Otus' arm and staunch the bleeding that's happening there, pressing it down gently. It feels cold, and has a strange, smooth texture to it.
They look at him, and raise their free hand to their face, tapping the side of their mask. Does Otus want them to remove that one, too? ]