While the material of his leggings and the armor itself is all fully intact and hardly even scratched, his legs underneath are a different story altogether. His left ankle is already swollen and ugly-looking and there are bands of dark bruises along his thighs and the backs of his legs. He winces as the compression of the thick material is removed, and his legs start to throb in time with his heartbeat.
It doesn't hurt, exactly, but his muscles twitch as the blood starts to flow into and past the bruised areas, and the pins-and-needles feeling is not fun. He winces and shifts a little, but the healer puts her hand over his forehead to keep him from moving. "It's alright, we'll get you something for the bruises. Just relax."
It's hard to relax when his legs feel like they're on fire, though. "There's a jar behind you, Princess. Bruise balm. It should help." If she wasn't busy keeping Link from moving his head, she would get it for Mipha.
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Date: 2017-04-11 08:23 pm (UTC)It doesn't hurt, exactly, but his muscles twitch as the blood starts to flow into and past the bruised areas, and the pins-and-needles feeling is not fun. He winces and shifts a little, but the healer puts her hand over his forehead to keep him from moving. "It's alright, we'll get you something for the bruises. Just relax."
It's hard to relax when his legs feel like they're on fire, though. "There's a jar behind you, Princess. Bruise balm. It should help." If she wasn't busy keeping Link from moving his head, she would get it for Mipha.