She didn't answer Lani's question about being a pirate, not just yet. That was something that needed to wait, to be gone over later. Who would want to be a pirate? A good question, to be certain. Maybe she would.<br/><br/>She flushed a little as Lani pushed her back on the the bed. Then she gritted her teeth as the alcohol stung her wounds. Her breath hissed between her teeth. "I'm...my memories are still pretty fuzzy," she admitted. "Seeing the man again only brought back the memories of the questioning, not the rest of the poem." Lani got the two biggest ones, so Gwen didn't mention the one along the back of her calf.<br/><br/>Once her two wounds were bandaged, she stood up and took the bandages. "Yes, of course I can fix you up," she said gently, taking the bandages, cloth, and alcohol. As gently as possible, she began cleaning each of the cuts and lashes. Along the deepest lash, she was extra gentle. Rather than bandage them individually, she decided that it would be best to just wrap her whole torso.<br/><br/>"I'm going to have to touch your, um, chest," she said, a little embarrassed. She began wrapping the captain's torso up, touching her as respectfully as possible. Mostly, she didn't want to admit that there was something in her that wanted to explore. It made her feel embarrassed, and almost ashamed. It felt wrong, almost like she'd be pushing her boundaries. Not to mention that it was sudden---she had known the woman two days.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">But we've been through quite a lot together,</span>she thought to herself.<span style="font-style: italic">I mean, getting beaten and...and... well. It brings people together.</span><br/><br/>She smiled to herself and shook her head. Now she was just making up excuses.