<span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#00ff00"><i>He watched and listened to her sitting up once she had let go but didn't really move. He thought for a moment if he would help her with the bullet lodged into her or not. Feeling more so like her pet traped on a short leash forced to stay near her for 10 years...He sighed, this would be hard to explain to anyone else if he was even allowed to, however, he did calm down sinning she sed he would not be harmed by her. Chad did not know why but part of him trusted her, perhaps it was doing to the bond she put on him. Getting off the table, he started to walk to another room." I'll need you to place your back against the wall, or lay down against something flat and firm." </i><br/>
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<i>A min or 2 later he returned to the room with a leather pouch rolled up and opened it rolling it out. it held a small scalpel, a pair of surgical pliers long and skinny nose with a slight curve near the base so his hand did not block the light, a needle and some thread as well some alcohol in a small squeeze pouch to use as a sterilizer." Do you want to do this or need me to do this for you?"</i><br/>
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<i>The only reason he really asked her this is since he stuck with her, he didn't really want her to be mad at him the whole 10 years, he saw he was nearly helpless of getting her to go away against her will. if they was such together for 10 full years he may as well be on friendly terms were she may give him some freedoms in this time.</i></span></span>