[At the mention of cloth, Eleven reaches up and touches the blood under her nose tentatively. It's starting to get sticky, and she wrinkles her nose in disgust before nodding.
Now that she's tapped out, no fresh blood will follow - she might as well clean up before the blood gets dries more uncomfortably.
Despite how close he is, she tries to push herself back to her feet on her own, shaky and face scrunching up in pain. She got bruised up while still on the ferry.]
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Now that she's tapped out, no fresh blood will follow - she might as well clean up before the blood gets dries more uncomfortably.
Despite how close he is, she tries to push herself back to her feet on her own, shaky and face scrunching up in pain. She got bruised up while still on the ferry.]