"Yeah, okay, no, I'd rather not look at it long enough to come up with adjectives describing it," replied Mattie, shuddering a little. She scurried out to grab the bandages, returning seconds later with the roll of them. She was in a hurry as she started wrapping the wound on Nick's back, and her hands shook a little. "Maybe I can get some strong-ass booze with the money," she pondered aloud. "Then you can get fucked up and it won't hurt so bad. Right? I should have a medical license."