Szayel eyed Lumi out of the corner of his eye and adjusted his glasses with one hand. "Even won't be much use," he said, his tone more than a little disparaging. "He's not trained for this, and he's too personally invested."
He looked down at Ienzo, his expression sinisterly thoughtful. "If he begins to deteriorate, he'll need someone that can help on hand." Szayel gave a resigned sigh. "I should start charging you Ryoka for my services. By the hour."
He turned a little, so he could look at Lumi. "Will you allow me to give him a course of antibiotics?" Lumi had flatly refused the same for himself, but gods knew what had done the damage to Ienzo's arm, and how. He'd removed and stitched what he could, but infection was a serious risk, especially with such an open wound.
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Date: 2017-05-25 08:36 pm (UTC)He looked down at Ienzo, his expression sinisterly thoughtful. "If he begins to deteriorate, he'll need someone that can help on hand." Szayel gave a resigned sigh. "I should start charging you Ryoka for my services. By the hour."
He turned a little, so he could look at Lumi. "Will you allow me to give him a course of antibiotics?" Lumi had flatly refused the same for himself, but gods knew what had done the damage to Ienzo's arm, and how. He'd removed and stitched what he could, but infection was a serious risk, especially with such an open wound.