William
Was it really going to be okay like that? The Doctor followed her gaze, half expecting some kind of guard to come running at them, but there was nothing there. Only the city, same as it had been for the past few weeks. "Well, if you say it's fine..." They muttered noncommittally, seeming not quite ready to believe her. Wouldn't people be looking for her still? Was helping her putting them in danger? That, they knew didn't matter - if helping someone endangered them, they'd still go through with it. But if she were in danger still... That'd be problematic.

A quiet groan escaped them. She really didn't seem to understand that it didn't matter what they ate. "If it gave me the right nutrition, I'd be happy to just eat mud," The Doctor grumbled, leaning against the shrine with their arms crossed. "Why waste money that could be better spent helping others?" That was the way they'd been living for most of their life - spend as little as they could get away with on themself, and everything else went towards helping others. They were still trying to repent for that unforgivable sin, after all, and they probably were going to die trying. But it was fine. It was what they deserved.

At her vague acceptance of the idea, the Doctor beckoned her closer with a hand. "Give me your needle and thread... Thingy. Do you have something sharp to cut the thread with?" It seemed that she wasn't believing that they needed to sew this up - best give some sort of explanation. "If I don't close this wound somehow, it'll scar really badly. Especially when the edges are clean like that. Since you won't allow me to heal you properly, this is the next best option, no?" It made perfect sense to them, and hopefully she understood their reasoning.
Lelah
"If you are so nervous about being around me and having someone come after you just leave than. I'm not going to make you stay if you are so worried that." *Oryra didn't need to have them around either if they thought it was not smart to be around someone who had run away. Though that was their choice in the end anyways.* "I lost them a long ways back, I just stayed here because I thought maybe if anyone showed up they wouldn't try to spill blood in a shrine area. But I also don't know the god here so they might like blood." *Oryra would shrug as she really didn't know or care since she didn't believe in them.*

*Oryra couldn't help but roll her eyes. They were really dramatic on not wanting a decent meal.* "Because sometimes it's nice someone spends some money you is why. Thats the whole point of this remember? You can eat all the dirt you want on your own time. But maybe that's something you don't like doing, allowing others to do something for you." *Oryra wondered if this was the case for them. There was still probably something in their story for such a thing but she wouldn't push them on why. They were helping her and have so best not to bite the hand too hard.*

*She would walks over to them as she would take out her small needle and let thread form onto its eye.* "The thread thingy is just that thread. The loom won't do you any good. It only works for me for the space in it." *Oryra would put her hand over the look and a pair of clean scissors would come out of it, it would be a pocket pouce the loom but wasn't something she was going to say right away.* "I have plenty of scars so what is one more? Its not like I'm going to make it in life as a seamstress. Not something anyone would allow me in as an apprentice now with the mark of one horn." *Oryra did have a dream of making clothes, it seemed silly but she did want to do that if she ever really got the chance to do, though it would be a lot harder now since she was on the run and she was an ex-sister.*
William
Were they truly worried about that? That someone might show up, someone that could cause them and her harm, or did they just want an excuse to leave and avoid any further questions? Knowing them... It was very likely the latter. The Doctor let out a sigh, deciding to relent and stick with the situation for now - wasn't like they had anything better to do right now anyway. "I suppose the matter does not concern me all that much," They said with a faint shrug. "I just... Wanted to be certain that you were safe right now."

Another sigh escaped them when she kept insisting. Arms crossed, the Doctor seemed like they were about to refuse again, stubborn glint in their eyes, but for whatever reason, they looked to be deciding against it. Instead, they sighed again, then spoke in an exasperated voice; "Fine, if you really want to do so, then I suppose I won't try to stop you any longer." There was no use fighting her on the matter, it seemed. What a pain...

At least she allowed them to use their medical knowledge instead of declining their help. The Doctor accepted the needle and thread, temporarily pocketing the scissors. They took the injured arm in their right hand and pulled up her sleeve with their left to expose the injury, examining it quietly for a moment. Pretty clean laceration overall, shouldn't be too difficult... Though it wasn't going to be painless.
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"This is going to hurt," They told her, needle held in their left hand. And like that, they started to work quickly and efficiently, hands moving as if they'd done this a thousand times before. Push the edges of the wound together with their right hand, push the needle inside and out again, tie a knot, cut the thread, rinse and repeat. Their movements were practiced, and they were done quickly, snipping off the last bit of thread and leaving behind a row of neat stitches in her arm, the wound closed up again. "You're going to want to remove those in ten days or so," They said, holding out the needle and scissors for her to take back.
Lelah
"Well you sure act like it has till now. I wouldn't have anything happen to you though. Just because I'm a thief doesn't mean I will let someone hurt an innocent for my own faults. I rather not have that happen and would run off before than. And you can always just say you fixed me up and that was all." *Oryra would shrug, she wouldn't do anything to let them get hurt. Least not on purpose would she do that.*

*Oryra couldn't help but smile at them finally caving in and letting her do what she wanted for a meal. She wasn't planning anything crazy but if it worked out she would get them a warm and nutrition one. What it would be she didn't know but would be interesting to see what the place they went to was.* "Good, glad you finally are letting me do what I want for a meal. Don't worry I'm not doing anything crazy for it just want to get you something warm and nutritious."

*She wouldn't care too much about pain. She'd had plenty of pain in her past and was given usually a very bad drug that hurt when rubbed into the wound. A little pain from getting sown up was nothing. As they would start she would clench her teeth but otherwise didn't move, she was more used to this than what they had done to her before with healing it completely. It was a strange thing to have them just be able to heal but everyone had their own special talents, that was just not one she had.* "Well good luck with me easily remembering that, but I will try to remember to remove them at that point." *She would take the needle and scissors back as she made them vanish into her small little loom portal.*