Borken and brused

*Misty dosent bother smiling back. She dident like being here and she dident intend on preteding she did.*

"No, I'm fine thank you. I could use that iodine though."

*Taking the bottle and cloth Misty starts to clean the cuts on Carson's face beign alittle less than gentil. Her eyes locking with his every once in a while. Her own eyes holding so manything its was hard to desypher between them all.*

"Well nothing is broken in your face. So thats good."

*Moving down Carson's chest she comes to Carson's ribs. Poking tham and proding them feeling them here and there.*

"Well, there broken you new that and they are savearly brused, but they will heal."

*Misty takes a bandage from her pocket and starts to wrap Carson's ribs drawing near to him to to get around the back. Leting out a soft Sigh this time Misty trys to be gental knowing his ribs were more delakit.

Finally dont Misty goes to the sink and washes her hands. Than sits back down at the table . Taping her fingers absintmindly.*

"Now what do we do?"