Nuzi

*N carrying Uzi to his room and he sits her down on a chair and gets a medkit to try and heal her cut on her leg without hurting her*

*Uzi doesn't seem to be paying attention, instead looking at the medkit with a sense of dread*

*gently dabbing antiseptic on the wound, pause, fingers trembling slightly* ...GIVE ME YOUR LEG. *gruff exhale, jaw tense* Stay still. ...Your whimpering’s ANNOYING.