Link blinks himself back awake as she speaks to him, and he watches her as she watches the farrier. Occasionally, he feels pressure as the mail is pulled on, or the brush of fingers against his undertunic, but the man's working carefully, and soon enough the front of the armor is pulled away and Otoh is quick to cut through the fabric, exposing his chest.
Overall, it looks good. Otoh's relieved. There's bruises aplenty, but the armor's done its work and he's well protected. The fresh scar along his ribs where he'd taken the blow is delicate, but it's solidly shut, and only more bruising lingers around the edges of the wound.
"Thank you," she tells the farrier, and he nods. "Glad to be of assistance. If you bring the back half, I can see about repairing the chainmail." He puts down his clippers, gathers up the little half-circles of chainmail, then eases himself out of the back of the wagon.
Otoh reaches behind her for a stethoscope. "Let's check your breathing, Link, make sure there's no fluid in your lungs." She presses the end to his chest and he breathes as directed. "Help me roll him onto his side so we can remove the rest of the chestpiece and I can listen some more." She looks up at Mipha, but there's no apprehension on her face. His lungs and heart both sound good, and she can even hear the rumbling of his stomach.
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Date: 2017-04-29 07:17 pm (UTC)Overall, it looks good. Otoh's relieved. There's bruises aplenty, but the armor's done its work and he's well protected. The fresh scar along his ribs where he'd taken the blow is delicate, but it's solidly shut, and only more bruising lingers around the edges of the wound.
"Thank you," she tells the farrier, and he nods. "Glad to be of assistance. If you bring the back half, I can see about repairing the chainmail." He puts down his clippers, gathers up the little half-circles of chainmail, then eases himself out of the back of the wagon.
Otoh reaches behind her for a stethoscope. "Let's check your breathing, Link, make sure there's no fluid in your lungs." She presses the end to his chest and he breathes as directed. "Help me roll him onto his side so we can remove the rest of the chestpiece and I can listen some more." She looks up at Mipha, but there's no apprehension on her face. His lungs and heart both sound good, and she can even hear the rumbling of his stomach.