[The Disciple quietly nods as Alfyn makes his own observation. Most of it lined up with what he suspected, which is nice to hear when you're technically not a trained doctor.]
So you want me to keep her still. [He'll come around at the foot of the table by her head. He then carefully unties the clothes he used to keep the splinter attached to her.]
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So you want me to keep her still. [He'll come around at the foot of the table by her head. He then carefully unties the clothes he used to keep the splinter attached to her.]