@diamantent continued from here
None of the Pokemon in Hisui should be taken lightly. A lesson she knew only too well, but it didn't stop her from having these close calls. Pokemon in this time were out for blood, and she would not be forgetting the ferocity of that Drapion any time soon. That she was so close to the Diamond Clan settlement when she was attacked was nothing short of dumb luck.
Though she was used to dressing her own wounds, managing this one had proven difficult on her own. And so she relented and requested help, in spite of her pride.
Adaman was attentive, she noted, and she watched in silence, managing only a wince at the initial sting when he cleaned the cut. It was clear that he had plenty of practice by how quickly it was done. Katsumi was sure that it would have taken her twice as long on her own with far more mess. Getting the bloodstains out of her clothes later would be its own ordeal.
As she flexed her hand, testing her mobility with the bandage, his comment about their arms matching surprised and pulled an unexpected chuckle from her.
"I supposed we are." She raised a hand to press against her temple, shaking her head. "But I'll try not to make a habit out of matching with you like this. I think the professor would have a coronary if I did."
