Redhawk Caldera beti

sorry for the slight wait on this one!

It needs cleaned, or it's going to do more than hurt. Bridget replied, firmly but not without feeling. She glanced at Bronco appreciatively, but didn't stop what she was doing. If he passed out here then she'd take care of him here until she was able to get him where he needed to go.

She worked further while she left him to answer the man's questions, then moved on to picking out the things she'd brought for infection. She could already tell there was a bit of sickness to the wound, so she went for a few that in combination would hopefully help. Once she'd gotten him moved, and some water, she'd give him something to eat as well. Giving him herbs right now would most likely just result in him losing what little he had in his stomach already.

She did move around, though, and settle herself against his back as she continued. Sometimes the contact helped to keep them calmer.