[ He sits down at the table, taking the first aid kit rather clumsily. He gets it open and stares at the contents. ]
Uhm...
[ Maybe because he was tired or dazed, or maybe he didn't know, but he had no idea where to even start with fixing his arm. He grabs a wrap that wasn't even for stopping the bleeding and tried to get it open. That works...right? ]
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Uhm...
[ Maybe because he was tired or dazed, or maybe he didn't know, but he had no idea where to even start with fixing his arm. He grabs a wrap that wasn't even for stopping the bleeding and tried to get it open. That works...right? ]