[ graves tells him, forcing his tone to be even and actually doing pretty well at it. credence is doing his best despite the upset, and that is all that graves can ask of him. despite everything, he lets credence take charge of what he can, watching him pressing down on the wound to prevent more blood from spilling. it's only a moment after that he can actually focus on the stitching. it takes twelve, but finally he's done, and graves finishes up, letting out a breath he doesn't know he'd been holding.
the pain is still there, sobering and aching, but graves has had worse in worse company, so all in all -- not too bad. ] Done. [ he smiles faintly. ] You did very well, Credence. Well done. [ he makes a note of credence's favorite flavors and reminds himself to buy those for him once kowalski's actually gotten the products up and running. his young lover tends to have a sweet tooth for these things, and graves pauses a moment, fishing out more gauze and bandages one-handedly. ] I like coconut.
[ it occurs to him that this is one of the rare, rare moments when graves tells him about himself. maybe the pain's gotten to him more than he'd thought. ]
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[ graves tells him, forcing his tone to be even and actually doing pretty well at it. credence is doing his best despite the upset, and that is all that graves can ask of him. despite everything, he lets credence take charge of what he can, watching him pressing down on the wound to prevent more blood from spilling. it's only a moment after that he can actually focus on the stitching. it takes twelve, but finally he's done, and graves finishes up, letting out a breath he doesn't know he'd been holding.
the pain is still there, sobering and aching, but graves has had worse in worse company, so all in all -- not too bad. ] Done. [ he smiles faintly. ] You did very well, Credence. Well done. [ he makes a note of credence's favorite flavors and reminds himself to buy those for him once kowalski's actually gotten the products up and running. his young lover tends to have a sweet tooth for these things, and graves pauses a moment, fishing out more gauze and bandages one-handedly. ] I like coconut.
[ it occurs to him that this is one of the rare, rare moments when graves tells him about himself. maybe the pain's gotten to him more than he'd thought. ]