( clarke gets it, rita. non-magic healing sucks. she remembers feeling a particular sort of offended and left out when thinking of all the ways magic could have benefited her reality back home, even something as simple as palamedes' rudimentary flesh magic and — uuuuugh, no she's not going to think about that.
but even in a world steeped in magic, the basics still suffice for most things. clarke's never seen a nose brace in her entire life, but knows something like that must have existed — a neat little shell to put over a broken nose and make sure it's held in place while it heals. they don't have that here, and so she must make due with pulling two lines of gauze, cutting them, and then beginning to roll each into compact little noodles. for now, she tactfully leaves out that these are about to go up the other girls nose.
and as she works, she talks. ) Did you get hit anywhere else? ( 100% not about to go through all this effort to fix rita's face only to later learn if she'd been cracked in the stomach and is gradually dying from internal bleeding, thanks. )
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but even in a world steeped in magic, the basics still suffice for most things. clarke's never seen a nose brace in her entire life, but knows something like that must have existed — a neat little shell to put over a broken nose and make sure it's held in place while it heals. they don't have that here, and so she must make due with pulling two lines of gauze, cutting them, and then beginning to roll each into compact little noodles. for now, she tactfully leaves out that these are about to go up the other girls nose.
and as she works, she talks. ) Did you get hit anywhere else? ( 100% not about to go through all this effort to fix rita's face only to later learn if she'd been cracked in the stomach and is gradually dying from internal bleeding, thanks. )