Silvertip Mountain Seeing The Nurse Again

Chaska watched silently. He mentally prepared himself for all the pain, as if he was about to get operated on. But Krypton was not operating, only applying medicinal herbs and other less painful things. All he did was wince a little. The stinging wasn't too much, more like puppy teeth on a foot. He couldn't help but remember the last time she took care of him like this. 

Then she grabbed the flowers and began plucking petals. "You aren't going to make me eat that, are you?" That part of his amnesiac state had returned to him. And he still hated that taste. Instead she placed them on. More wincing ensued.

Soon, she was done after putting the cobwebs on. He didn't even think of daring himself to move it, lest it all fell off and went to waste. Or it started bleeding again. Not something he wanted. His ears splayed out, as he thought that he couldn't have asked more of her. Such a true friend, yet at the start of this conversation he had closed off about how he got it. And he still was going to, no matter how much he thought to himself of doing the opposite. "Thank you" he murmured. He remained there, not daring to move.