[ Yeeeeah, it takes a while. Even moreso when they have to re-select the best tools for treating an unfamiliar metal. Still, they work steadily until the neglected, chipped edge has been polished away, and the blade is as gleaming and deadly as new. They offer it back to him (handle towards him, blade held with the cloth to guard their own fingers), and keep their hand held out expectantly. They know you have more janky, neglected blades on you, mister. ]
It . . . hurts more . . . if you let the blade . . . stay like that. Slower to die from, longer to heal from . . . more chance for infection.
[ if you are using your nasty boot knife to clean game I sWEAR TO GOD.]
Mm. Anything . . . worth cutting is worth . . . cutting cleanly.
[ their voice is still a little dull and detached, but their expression has gotten a little less pained, their posture a little less tense. The company is helping. ]
[ Oh no. oh nooooo. they just. Nod. and duck their head. and go back to sharpening with careful, even strokes.
The sun is just beginning to peek over the horizon by the time all knives are back in proper deadly order. Each one sharpened and polished and oiled before being handed back. They don't wait for any more after that three, just quietly fold their kit back up and put it away in their hoodie pocket. ]
[ Gives the tiniest hint of a smile as they nod. Then just scootch around so that their back is to his side, lean into him, and pull their hat down over their face.
[ He holds perfectly still at first, before realizing they've dozed off.
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
He's not gonna cry about this but he is going to think about it for a long, long time. Rests his hand on their head, briefly, before turning back to his silent contemplation of the pasture.
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featherduster) wrote2023-06-15 02:30 pm
Re: 25/26, just before dawn
It . . . hurts more . . . if you let the blade . . . stay like that. Slower to die from, longer to heal from . . . more chance for infection.
Re: 25/26, just before dawn
Don't worry, they're not for using on anything living. But you're right.
Re: 25/26, just before dawn
Mm. Anything . . . worth cutting is worth . . . cutting cleanly.
[ their voice is still a little dull and detached, but their expression has gotten a little less pained, their posture a little less tense. The company is helping. ]
Re: 25/26, just before dawn
It's a good thing I can rely on you to keep my gear in order, then.
Re: 25/26, just before dawn
The sun is just beginning to peek over the horizon by the time all knives are back in proper deadly order. Each one sharpened and polished and oiled before being handed back. They don't wait for any more after that three, just quietly fold their kit back up and put it away in their hoodie pocket. ]
Anymore . . . later.
Re: 25/26, just before dawn
[ Tucking the various knives away, extra careful now ]
Thank you, Mute.
Re: 25/26, just before dawn
Nap time. ]
Re: 25/26, just before dawn
Oh my god. Oh my god. Oh my god.
He's not gonna cry about this but he is going to think about it for a long, long time. Rests his hand on their head, briefly, before turning back to his silent contemplation of the pasture.
Sleep well, Mute. ]