As he stirs and wakes up she had just managed to rip a strip of the sheet, half in her mouth and in her hand. She is relieved to see him awake, and moving. That's good. Very good.

As he reaches to touch her and takes, she tries to reach for that hand, that wrist, only to watch it dawn on him that he's bleeding.

As calm as she can sound (as scared as she was). "I'm right here, love. I'm fine. It's just a dream. A nightmare. I'm right here. Let me..." She sucked in on her swollen lip and started to wrap his wrist as best as she could, as fast as she could.

It's not like it's the first injury she's ever wrapped. It's firm and stable, but if he didn't stop bleeding they'd need to do more. For now it was a pressure bandage to try to stop it.

She pressed his arm back to his chest, keeping it up a bit before going to rip a new long strip. "It'll be okay, baby. We'll take care of it. I... I don't know what happened though. I woke up and heard you and..." She sucked in a breath, ripped and moved to try to wrap the next wrist.

Her hands were shaking.