Who: @nitefalldream Where: Well Aid
"Why are you looking at me like I'm bleeding through my shirt?" It was possible, but you wouldn't be able to see it through his jacket and he'd feel the blood before it seeped out enough for his jacket no longer to be able to cover it. Tipping his head, Diego appraised her and, unlike he would with most people, didn't immediately start assessing how she might harm him, if she might have a knife shoved up her sleeve or if any of her jewelry happened to be a hidden weapon (which was a far bigger hit with women who killed as a hobby than for women who didn't regularly engage in criminal activities, as he knew from experience.) because as far as he knew, the woman took her vow of Do No Harm seriously. And if not, the pharmacy camera pointed in their direction would help keep her in line.
