[Carter stares at the wall, waiting patiently. The tears are gone, because he knows exactly what to do and how he can do it. Healing something as simple as a broken arm is child's play to him. Literally, something he did in hospitals as a child (beneath the watchful eye of his handler, of course). He can heal a broken--
Carter yelps when he glances over and sees Lily's mangled arm. He quickly looks to the wall again, eyes wide.]
Not too bad?! What happened? Did you fight a bear or something? Jesus, is there any shrapnel in it? Nevermind, I'll fix it.
[A healing coma would fix her arm easily right now, but wouldn't it be more heroic and awesome if he showed enough self control to do it without knocking her out? Carter wants to try. So instead of doing the smart thing, Carter decides to try and heal Lily right then and there, in the hall. He is truly a teenaged boy. He gropes blindly sideways as he looks at the wall for her arm and picks it up by her fingertip and elbow.]
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Carter yelps when he glances over and sees Lily's mangled arm. He quickly looks to the wall again, eyes wide.]
Not too bad?! What happened? Did you fight a bear or something? Jesus, is there any shrapnel in it? Nevermind, I'll fix it.
[A healing coma would fix her arm easily right now, but wouldn't it be more heroic and awesome if he showed enough self control to do it without knocking her out? Carter wants to try. So instead of doing the smart thing, Carter decides to try and heal Lily right then and there, in the hall. He is truly a teenaged boy. He gropes blindly sideways as he looks at the wall for her arm and picks it up by her fingertip and elbow.]
What happened? It helps if I know.