A Patch work job

[DodgeOld24]

Doing her best not to get distracted by the thought she could be trapped inside this colossal ship for the rest of her live, Kate tried her very best to treat Nephilim's wounds properly, having only chances and guesses as her reference to do so. With a few drops of sweat running down her forehead, she finished wrapping the bandage around Nephilim's arm, sighing in relieve as the bleeding stopped some minutes prior.

"Are you still with me?"

She asked with a hint of worrisomeness tainting her words, despite the utter hatred she developed for the man in such a short time.