[ The worst of it is that Izzy can't remember deciding to touch the damn needle. She knows better, for so many obvious reasons, and it shouldn't have even caught her eye. A little shame washes over her as a man yells at her to stop— but too late. Bleeding finger in her mouth and eyes wide she turns toward him, then catches up with herself and drops her hand. ]
I'm fine.
[ She puts on a good smile, not too bright but convincing enough for her purposes, and brushes off her hands on her pants before she holds up her pointer finger, pad facing him. ]
Already healing.
[ The bleeding has slowed, but it's not completely closed, yet. Curious. Someday she'll remember that it isn't normal for most people to heal so quickly, but she means it to be reassuring. However, the fact that a stranger was concerned enough about it to approach her... she casts another glance to the spinning wheel, something unsettling about it now. ]
♥!
I'm fine.
[ She puts on a good smile, not too bright but convincing enough for her purposes, and brushes off her hands on her pants before she holds up her pointer finger, pad facing him. ]
Already healing.
[ The bleeding has slowed, but it's not completely closed, yet. Curious. Someday she'll remember that it isn't normal for most people to heal so quickly, but she means it to be reassuring. However, the fact that a stranger was concerned enough about it to approach her... she casts another glance to the spinning wheel, something unsettling about it now. ]
What was I thinking?