ANIMAL MOTHER
Job 36: 22 - 32
"If you say so." The pen glows gradually from red to white hot and Typhon flips his visor back down. He gently taps the wound with it, burning it shut, and finishing by rubbing it with an alcohol pad.
"And I suppose you won't need a bandage as well?"
"And I suppose you won't need a bandage as well?"