Before long, Dean had finished the multitude of stitches necessary for the wound on her side. He put the needle safely in the kit and grabbed gauze, placing it carefully along the laceration and holding it there. He gave her yet another apologetic smile.<br/><br/>"I'll need to have you sit up so I can wrap the bandage around. It won't hold otherwise with the angle." he informed her, ready to assist in sitting her up if needed and bandages prepped to wrap so she wouldn't have to stay that way long.<br/><br/>"Just a bit more after this and we'll be finished." He promised, smile easing from apologetic to reassuring.