"Don't forget the broken ribs," adds Alistair, like a giant jerk, as he circles back to Cullen's desk.
The healer raises her eyebrows. "I wasn't aware ribs counted as flesh nowadays," she says, in a mild Antivan accent. "They must not have trained me properly."
She rolls up her sleeves and approaches Cullen. "You know the drill, I'm certain, Commander. Hold still."
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The healer raises her eyebrows. "I wasn't aware ribs counted as flesh nowadays," she says, in a mild Antivan accent. "They must not have trained me properly."
She rolls up her sleeves and approaches Cullen. "You know the drill, I'm certain, Commander. Hold still."