[she lightens her touch, not wanting to cause more discomfort. for a minute, Grell is silent, willing her brain to use the worry and energy she has to think. think hard. where has she seen things like this before?
the answer comes, and she can feel herself frowning.]
The fact of the matter is that this is a healing puncture wound on your spinal column. That it aches is no surprise because thinking about how large the needle would have to be for an injury this size, and I'm guessing this was meant to go as deep as it could...done by someone who didn't know what they were doing, without care for the surrounding tissues. It's not bruising, but underneath it's more than likely still recovering from the trauma of whatever this was.
The closest thing I can equate it to would be the result of some bizarre spinal tap, that's the thing it reminds me of. I know the procedure in theory, but I could never do it myself...but the placement is rather high for such a thing.
[feather light, she feels around the rest of the area for anything else suspicious.]
Externally it looks to be healing without complications, I don't see discoloration in your skin or any discharge, nor do I feel something really out of place. It's....simply like it appeared from nothing. Like something happened and you fastforwarded through time to the point where it's scabbed over and mending.
[ There's no words right away. She soaks up Grell's expertise. There's a lot of questions that follow but nothing can leave past those chapped lips that were chewed so nervously.
She sucks in a breath, a sigh when Grell continues on. The answer she gets isn't easy. She doesn't understand it, really. This was never her strong suit. Where she saw possibility and variables — Grell saw the cells and life behind it. The mention of a spinal tap makes her shoulders slouch forward. ]
It's — you're for certain? Not that...I'd never doubt you, but that's not possible. It's... I don't remember how this could have happened, how Bigby didn't notice or — how much it hurt before the pain dulled.
[ About the horses. The chocobos. It was as if those appeared just as fast. ]
As long as you don't go tearing it open again, it can and should do so. All I can recommend are the basics - sleeping on your side or stomach, icing it or using medicine if the pain is insufferable, keeping the area clean. It's sealed enough that it doesn't need to be bandaged.
[but. Liz had brought up another point.]
It's impossible, I agree, because I believe you that nothing happened. But it's there all the same. There's no way all of us could have ignored it there.
Right. I'll do my best. I mean — [ She waves her hands vaguely, almost bitterly. ] Not like I have anything to lose after being cautious. Being safe apparently earns you random wounds on your person.
[ She's silent, leaning a bit forward as she hugs at her own hips. ]
— overnight. It happened overnight. I'm for certain about it. [ Whether that was Bigby's admittance or her own, it was never brought up. ] And... if this has any tie with what's going on... I can't sit by and let this just .. get worse. What if I wake up tomorrow with a limb missing?
I'll stay up all night to watch you and make sure that doesn't happen if I have to.
[and she's serious about that. but in a softer voice, she goes on.]
But if it does, then it means we know we're not facing down this alone. To wait and see is an impossibility - but if this is connected, then it's equally likely some part of this holds the cure, in a way. At least the reasoning.
You don't have to — I couldn't possibly ask that of you. [ There's a softness in her voice, one that makes her chest feel hollow. Being a burden isn't a concern, but Grell's well-being is important too. ]
The waiting game is the worst part, you know. Of all people, you know. [ She repeats, mainly because medicine is never an instant remedy. ] This is the weirdest thing I've ever encountered.
[of course she could ask it. Grell knows her own limits well enough. but she's right about things being wrapped up in waiting. there's nothing they can do but apply time, and it's frustrating.]
I'm hesitant to agree, because every time I think I've seen something that's the oddest, something will happen to top it. But here-
[pulling her phone out of her pocket, she opens the camera app with a few swipes, hitting the button to photograph it and then offering the phone out to Liz.]
Don't jinx it! [ Elizabeth was almost childish with how quick she had to snap that out. The last thing she knew was her back was bare and now? It's left with marks she can't understand. Jinxing could very well happen. ] As long as there's no pain... I can pretend things are alright, correct?
[ Elizabeth looks over the phone, seeing the photo that chills her bones. ]
You can pretend, Liz, but...how long are you going to hide this? From Bigby, from Jade?
[it's not her place to interfere in how Elizabeth handles her own family. but she already knows with how protective the Wolfs are of each other, this is going to strike hard.]
[ They hadn't shown any signs. Nothing past the fleeting "I had a bad dream". It didn't raise her suspicions to this level, so long as her little girl didn't wake up with bruises or husband has scars riddling his body. ]
It would be cliche to say "when the moment's right" — I wouldn't tell them at all if that was the case, not until I found answers. I don't think I'll get that luxury, but I want to tell them when things aren't hectic.
[ A pause. ]
...Jade recalled something, you know. Something akin to deja vu. Something she didn't understand.
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the answer comes, and she can feel herself frowning.]
The fact of the matter is that this is a healing puncture wound on your spinal column. That it aches is no surprise because thinking about how large the needle would have to be for an injury this size, and I'm guessing this was meant to go as deep as it could...done by someone who didn't know what they were doing, without care for the surrounding tissues. It's not bruising, but underneath it's more than likely still recovering from the trauma of whatever this was.
The closest thing I can equate it to would be the result of some bizarre spinal tap, that's the thing it reminds me of. I know the procedure in theory, but I could never do it myself...but the placement is rather high for such a thing.
[feather light, she feels around the rest of the area for anything else suspicious.]
Externally it looks to be healing without complications, I don't see discoloration in your skin or any discharge, nor do I feel something really out of place. It's....simply like it appeared from nothing. Like something happened and you fastforwarded through time to the point where it's scabbed over and mending.
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She sucks in a breath, a sigh when Grell continues on. The answer she gets isn't easy. She doesn't understand it, really. This was never her strong suit. Where she saw possibility and variables — Grell saw the cells and life behind it. The mention of a spinal tap makes her shoulders slouch forward. ]
It's — you're for certain? Not that...I'd never doubt you, but that's not possible. It's... I don't remember how this could have happened, how Bigby didn't notice or — how much it hurt before the pain dulled.
[ About the horses. The chocobos. It was as if those appeared just as fast. ]
Will this... can this ever fully heal..?
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[but. Liz had brought up another point.]
It's impossible, I agree, because I believe you that nothing happened. But it's there all the same. There's no way all of us could have ignored it there.
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[ She's silent, leaning a bit forward as she hugs at her own hips. ]
— overnight. It happened overnight. I'm for certain about it. [ Whether that was Bigby's admittance or her own, it was never brought up. ] And... if this has any tie with what's going on... I can't sit by and let this just .. get worse. What if I wake up tomorrow with a limb missing?
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[and she's serious about that. but in a softer voice, she goes on.]
But if it does, then it means we know we're not facing down this alone. To wait and see is an impossibility - but if this is connected, then it's equally likely some part of this holds the cure, in a way. At least the reasoning.
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The waiting game is the worst part, you know. Of all people, you know. [ She repeats, mainly because medicine is never an instant remedy. ] This is the weirdest thing I've ever encountered.
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I'm hesitant to agree, because every time I think I've seen something that's the oddest, something will happen to top it. But here-
[pulling her phone out of her pocket, she opens the camera app with a few swipes, hitting the button to photograph it and then offering the phone out to Liz.]
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[ Elizabeth looks over the phone, seeing the photo that chills her bones. ]
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[it's not her place to interfere in how Elizabeth handles her own family. but she already knows with how protective the Wolfs are of each other, this is going to strike hard.]
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[ They hadn't shown any signs. Nothing past the fleeting "I had a bad dream". It didn't raise her suspicions to this level, so long as her little girl didn't wake up with bruises or husband has scars riddling his body. ]
It would be cliche to say "when the moment's right" — I wouldn't tell them at all if that was the case, not until I found answers. I don't think I'll get that luxury, but I want to tell them when things aren't hectic.
[ A pause. ]
...Jade recalled something, you know. Something akin to deja vu. Something she didn't understand.
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[god. this is just getting more and more common, it feels.]
Is she alright?
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[ Out of respect for the girl, she doesn't dive in. ]
It was a nightmare, that's all it has to be but — all of these odd thoughts, memories that weren't there... it's oddly timed.
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[which isn't unusual, but it's nice to be able to blame something.]
But it's even stranger that no one but us knows about this. Behind some door where only the chosen get the key. Why now? Why this...quickly, really?
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[ A pause. ]
I hope.