disconinjadawg:

Scraping the air in between his teeth, he kept his face somewhere between a grin and a wince as she worked. “I mean ok, sure, but still this is a litte–aiiyEEE, YOWCH.” A particular tug seemed to hurt extra, but sealed the deal on those wrappings. 

“Gggah….Yosuke Hanamura, defender of Inaba, Persona master and serial saver of the world, done in by a bad bike.” he winces as he moves his arm to test. “And a really hard rock.”

…It was odd, getting to admit that outside of the usual team. But well…no point in hiding what she already probably knew right?

“It’s better than it getting infected and you end up bedridden for days while recovering from fever and in pain.”

She certainly knew what she was talking about. She had snipped off the roll from the already wound bandages, rolling up what was left before putting it to the side. She gently slapped his shoulder to get him to stop moving his arm too much.

“Don’t move it too much. You’re lucky it wasn’t deep enough for stitches or cutting the muscle. Or breaking your elbow or shoulder altogether. As it is, you gotta be careful or it’ll rip deeper. There’s no fracture anywhere as far as I can tell, but being a ‘Persona Master’ doesn’t mean you can’t be careful.”

Rebecca quietly huffed, the bells on the ends of her braids chiming softly. She picked up the bandage roll again and put it back in her first aid bag before carefully looking his arm over. She didn’t really react much to the talk of Personas, mostly because she was already used to it.

Then gently, carefully, she moved his arm to see his reaction to what was probably an obvious tug on the wound and bruising.

“Tell me when it hurts more than a sting, and that’ll be your movement limit for your arm ‘til it starts healing. Then lemme see your ankle. I saw purple when your pants leg moved a little earlier.”