[It's very dry, because she's not giving him a compliment. With no hesitation, she sets the knife to all that tight fabric, cutting his trousers away carefully, because leather pants come and go, but gangrene is a very nasty constant.]
I'll splint your legs. But you will owe me, Crowley.
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[It's very dry, because she's not giving him a compliment. With no hesitation, she sets the knife to all that tight fabric, cutting his trousers away carefully, because leather pants come and go, but gangrene is a very nasty constant.]
I'll splint your legs. But you will owe me, Crowley.