Whitefish River Like the heroes in the cartoons

Willow bark… he’ll have to remember that, and see what it looks like so next time—if there is a next time—he won’t have to pester the mother-to-be. He wears a sheepish smile. Medic stuff has never been his forte.

“Uh, nah, only the pain. It’s not a lot though, kinda… like stepping on a thorn. Irritating enough it’s noticeable but not enough to put me out of commission,” he rambles, hoping that his explanation is clear enough about the pinched feeling.