The room smelled like bad decisions and night fear.  Yup, there it was.  An empty bottle of vodka tossed aside like common sense in the face of a sure thing played by a card sharp.  Sarah Beth wasn't surprised, but she was concerned as always.  For the moment, she ignored the bottle and the Captain's wound, and instead went on past her and into the bedroom.  "Need to change your bedding first," she said and began to strip the sheets.  The first one was tossed onto the floor and the others followed atop it, allowing Sarah Beth to pick it up like a giant hobo's bindle.  She carried it out into the living room, added the pillowcase, and tossed the pillow back on the bed through the open doorway.<br/><br/>"Be nice to have some honest dirt under my boots instead of clanging steel and grease," Sarah Beth agreed.  "To see some open sky and maybe feel a touch of rain on my face.  I do love that smell just after a storm hits and goes in the summer."  Sarah Beth picked up a throw from atop a pile and approached Callista with it.  "You need to stay covered up or you'll take a chill.  Lift up a bit now," she said and rolled Callista to the side to tuck the throw toga style around her body, leaving the injured shoulder hanging free.  Sarah Beth's hands were large and calloused but were warm and gentle all the same.<br/><br/>"Stop fiddling with it," she said as Callista reached to scratch again.  The vet pulled the Captain's hand firmly away and laid it back on the couch.  "I mean it now.  Let it be," she warned with a stern look.  "You get it infected, I'll debride it with a rasp and pour it all full of kerosene until you howl.  Hold still."  Sarah Beth squatted beside the couch, butt resting on her boots, and pulled the edge of the bandage back.  Rather than looking, she bent forward.  Sarah Beth's braid came forward and teased the blanket atop Cal's tummy as she sniffed the wound.<br/><br/>"You need a warshin', but the wound don't smell bad nohow.  I reckon it's okay."  Sarah Beth pulled the bandage all the way off and stuck it in her back right pocket.  "Good and pink.  Healthy pus.  Bit dry for my liking but I can fix that."  She stood and picked up the bundle and the bottle.  The bottle went into the trash.  Sarah Beth looked down at Callista.  "Can I trust you to leave it be for a few minutes whilst I go get some salve?"