Lake Rodney Staring death in the face

Pfft. Could he help her. "Of course I can help you," he said, with a puff of his chest and an edge of self-certainty only teens would show. He'd only watched Tieru mend a wound like this once or twice, yeah, but she'd made him recite the process loads of time. How much different could this be?

"I'll just need to take a closer look first," he said, and bounced forward. "When'd you get hurt?" If the woman allowed, he would inspect the wound for any onset of infection - feeling the area for swelling or warmth and any sign of pus - and assess her rate of bleeding. He thought he could remember Tieru saying that was what he was supposed to do first.