Amunet smiled softly at the woman’s need to get back to her pavilion. Hopefully the elder lady would know her son was in good hands. She straightened up a few things as she tenderly kissed Azmere’s forehead. This warmed the young healer’s heart. At least the big man was loved by someone. That was important, but then that was what she also wanted. What happened next was a bit surprising.
The shuffle of the feat had her turning before the woman’s arms were around her neck and she was hugged tightly by the Analia. Her arms spread as for a half tick she was not sure what was occurring before it clicked. The girl arms went around the elder woman who gave her probably one of the best hugs she hadn’t gotten in so long. It was not too unlike her own mother, which she missed horridly even after all this time. There were tears misting in her eyes once she released he as she nodded to the woman before she left the curtained off room. She swallowed hard after she left and then busied herself with cleaning and tending while Azmere slept.
It was a few bells when she returned with a pitcher of cool water and a cup. Just in time to see him on the ground covering his unmentionables and blushing. Actually she didn’t think men were capable of blushing considering the Drykas was pretty free with things like that. It was refreshing. “Hey.. take it easy. “ It wasn’t like she hadn’t seen it or others naked before. “Let me help you.” The girl said softly as she put the pitcher and cup down. The cot was corrected before she got under his good shoulder to help him get up and sit on the cot. “Let me check that shoulder make sure you didn’t pop a stitch. You always this difficult?” She was a little tired but the little lady tended to keep going. Those nimble strong little fingers would pluck at the bandages. “Time for a change anyway. “
She didn’t mind his lack of clothing that was his state as she unwrapped the bandages to look at her work. “You had us worried for a little bit. “ Sshe unveiled the pinky stitched flesh. “Stay put, don’t move. “ She emphasized. The little red head went to get a wash basin and the items she needed to clean, redress and re-bandage the wound. She was back in ten chimes as she pointed in one direction. “A change of clothes is over there. Your aunt or mother came by with them. “ She said smiling as she started to clean the wound gently. “She was very nice. “ Amunet said gently in the process of her checking over the stitches as she cleaned. In two or three chimes she spread an ointment on the wounds and re-bandaged it.
“You can probably go home in the morning, but. “ She lifted a finger and lowered her voice as she sat beside him on the cot. “you got to not move it for three more days. Then only light movements. No lifting. You got to let the flesh mend. It took a bit of effort to stitch it back once the infection was cleared up. I know you don’t like not moving. There is nothing wrong with your legs but take it easy on that shoulder. In ten days we can remove the stitches and you can start stretching it out. “