"Ten, fifteen minutes... I lost track of the time," he admitted. It showed on his expression that being unable to do anything for the man was distressing.
"Can... can you press your hand against his bandage here?" Raphael wasn't sure if he was squeamish of blood or not but somehow he had to stop the bleeding...
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Date: Wednesday, 6 October 2010 15:47 (UTC)"Can... can you press your hand against his bandage here?" Raphael wasn't sure if he was squeamish of blood or not but somehow he had to stop the bleeding...