Winter smiles and nods. "I'm free Friday evening."

Ivy palpates Winter for any other injuries. "I'll need you to take your shirt off."

Winter's face nearly glows red when she removes her shirt, hissing when the shirt stuck to her side. 

"Ignore me," Ivy began to disinfect and bandage the wound.

Winter closes her eyes and grunts when she felt the stinging, and grimaces every now and then afterwards.