Stefana wasn't completely unfamiliar with bandaging wounds, but it wasn't something she did often. As a result, she worked slowly as she wrapped the strips of sheets around the other woman's body. She pulled them as tight as she could before tying each one in place. Her blue eyes darted back and forth between her work and the Gaidin's face, looking for signs that the wrappings were too tight and causing additional pain. She didn't notice any, but she did hear some fatigue in Natlya's voice when she spoke.
"I think you're right...and I'd love to know whatever it is she knows." Stefana muttered as she worked. "But there will be time enough for that after we return and have you seen to." She said nothing else, not wanting to get the injured Gaidin talking too much and tiring herself further. Instead, she completed her task in silence.
Once she thought she was finished, the Aes Sedai stepped back and studied her work. It looked fine to her, but the other woman was the only one who could really be the judge of that.
"How does that feel?" she asked. "Can you make it back to the Tower?"
"I think you're right...and I'd love to know whatever it is she knows." Stefana muttered as she worked. "But there will be time enough for that after we return and have you seen to." She said nothing else, not wanting to get the injured Gaidin talking too much and tiring herself further. Instead, she completed her task in silence.
Once she thought she was finished, the Aes Sedai stepped back and studied her work. It looked fine to her, but the other woman was the only one who could really be the judge of that.
"How does that feel?" she asked. "Can you make it back to the Tower?"