Adam: *Smiling weakly "Deal. And its okay Mikey." *Glances at Fuchsia warily "I'm fine.*
Trenton: *Finishing the last stitch and pressing the gauze onto the wound, earning a few muttered curses from the teen Ready to be sat up, mate?
Adam: No.
Trenton: Wuss.
Adam: Sadist.
*Trenton smiled, relieved at the boy's obvious signs of good spirits. Then, he carefully helped the boy to sit up.
*Adam hissed in pain, but had the sense to catch Fuchsia before he could sway too far to his side. He laid the brunet's head on his lap as Trenton cut off the rest of the his shirt, revealing the thick scars already on his shoulder and in his abdomen and the well done crane tattoo on his left ribs.
Trenton: Mikey, disinfectant.
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