Keep it awhile. I don't care if it gets messed up, and it'll be soft.
[When he makes his return, it's with a hideous *BTSB mug in hand with cellophane stretched over the top, and some sort of hideous grayed muck on the inside. But at least he's efficient about getting the thing open, and from his pocket he produces a disposable spoon, which will hopefully make it a little easier to apply the gunk without entirely fucking up his hands.]
I don't know if this is going to hurt or not, so...let's do a little to start, and see what happens.
[Carefully, he takes Adrian's hand by the wrist and turns it palm-up, exposing the red scarring where the silver cuffs had sat against his skin. Briskly, he dips a bit of the muck into his spoon and brings it to the soreness, tipping it onto the skin and lightly spreading it around with the curved back of the spoon.]
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[When he makes his return, it's with a hideous *BTSB mug in hand with cellophane stretched over the top, and some sort of hideous grayed muck on the inside. But at least he's efficient about getting the thing open, and from his pocket he produces a disposable spoon, which will hopefully make it a little easier to apply the gunk without entirely fucking up his hands.]
I don't know if this is going to hurt or not, so...let's do a little to start, and see what happens.
[Carefully, he takes Adrian's hand by the wrist and turns it palm-up, exposing the red scarring where the silver cuffs had sat against his skin. Briskly, he dips a bit of the muck into his spoon and brings it to the soreness, tipping it onto the skin and lightly spreading it around with the curved back of the spoon.]