He scowls at her when she knees him, but his touch remains gentle as he acquires a rag and pours some of the water onto it. He dabs at the wound, cleaning away the blood with the care of someone who's done this a thousand times before.
"I can take it. I don't need my much smaller sister throwing me out of the way."
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"I can take it. I don't need my much smaller sister throwing me out of the way."