[ She gives him a small, encouraging smile when he moves to pull off his shirt. It fades into shock when she sees the wounds. They aren't as bad as that first time, but they don't look much better. She inhales sharply, her eyes flicking to his face. ] Oh, Steve.
[ She can't imagine what they must feel like, but they look angry and terrible. Somehow his whisper of denial makes it even worse. She knits her brow and kneels in front of him, putting a hand on his knee. ] No, it isn't. Have you had one of the doctors look at it?
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[ She can't imagine what they must feel like, but they look angry and terrible. Somehow his whisper of denial makes it even worse. She knits her brow and kneels in front of him, putting a hand on his knee. ] No, it isn't. Have you had one of the doctors look at it?