[She hopes it's something a little better than a sewing kit, because she's not sure she wants some stranger to potentially sew her up with a needle and thread.
But one thing at a time. He's not just any stranger, anyway. He just saved her life.
Her neck could be worse, all things considered; Klaus wanted to take her blood more so than just kill her, so the wounds are less jagged and rough as they might have been otherwise. It's still messy, though, and he took enough to leave her lightheaded. Losing more would be problematic.
She nods her head, knowing that much but thankful for the reminder, and she tries to press her palm hard enough into the side of her throat to slow the flow as she lets him pull her towards where his car is parked. She leans gently against the side of it once they get there, waiting for him to open one of the doors. Her fingers are slick and weak and she doesn't want to fumble with the handle.]
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But one thing at a time. He's not just any stranger, anyway. He just saved her life.
Her neck could be worse, all things considered; Klaus wanted to take her blood more so than just kill her, so the wounds are less jagged and rough as they might have been otherwise. It's still messy, though, and he took enough to leave her lightheaded. Losing more would be problematic.
She nods her head, knowing that much but thankful for the reminder, and she tries to press her palm hard enough into the side of her throat to slow the flow as she lets him pull her towards where his car is parked. She leans gently against the side of it once they get there, waiting for him to open one of the doors. Her fingers are slick and weak and she doesn't want to fumble with the handle.]