redweasel
Fuzzbutt
well uh,
- tell red she gets more painkillers as soon as she calms down and gets to bed. she shouldn’t be even making toast in her current state.
- ask daisy if she can temporarily forgo the prosthetic legs project, to slap together a wheeled stand with a cushion on top, since red obviously needs some mobility or she’ll just keep tearing open her fresh wounds. red can rest her chest on the cushion and wheel herself around. simple. you’ve probably seen something like that before if you went to med school in the middle of a war between the NUR and the whatchacallem nice talking badguys you heard scary stories about.
- make red some toast. don’t forget the butter.