It was clear that HYDRA had been intent on acquiring the arc reaction which was keeping Tony alive, given the way that the flesh was incised. He dabbed at the blood between touching his bond and then preparing to add some sutures for the worst of the wounds. He paused when he noted the small shift in hand, understanding the gesture and leaning down to kiss Tony on the mouth in reply. "Stay still now. This will be quick and then we will leave."
For him, the idea of pain was a distant one. His own tolerance was extreme because it had been built up through years of torture, so as he settled down to apply some sutures to the scalpel made wound, it didn't enter his mind to give Tony a pain medication first. He had sutured himself on multiple occasions, understood the level of pain but always the press of time and need for mental clarity kept him from bothering with any for himself.
So he stitched quickly and with a tilt of his head that was all for listening of sign that they were no longer alone. He dabbed at the blood welling between working, and once he was finished, he forced Tony's body up high enough that he could get a bandage around the arc reactor and the sutures. It would have to do in order to both keep it clean and hide evidence of who his bond was to normal lay people that they might actually pass by on the way back into the city.
He lifted his head at the faint sound that he recognized as new agents. They had come fast, probably a second hide-away close by. HYDRA liked to do that, and he figured it was the two heads mantra.
"Alright, we are going to have to go. If I have to abandon you here, it will only be briefly to draw them away. I will come back." He was talking as he muscled Tony off of the table and under his left arm, which he considered safest of the two. He ignored the pools of blood from where he had been standing; he ignored all injury to himself.
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Date: 2016-10-04 01:33 pm (UTC)For him, the idea of pain was a distant one. His own tolerance was extreme because it had been built up through years of torture, so as he settled down to apply some sutures to the scalpel made wound, it didn't enter his mind to give Tony a pain medication first. He had sutured himself on multiple occasions, understood the level of pain but always the press of time and need for mental clarity kept him from bothering with any for himself.
So he stitched quickly and with a tilt of his head that was all for listening of sign that they were no longer alone. He dabbed at the blood welling between working, and once he was finished, he forced Tony's body up high enough that he could get a bandage around the arc reactor and the sutures. It would have to do in order to both keep it clean and hide evidence of who his bond was to normal lay people that they might actually pass by on the way back into the city.
He lifted his head at the faint sound that he recognized as new agents. They had come fast, probably a second hide-away close by. HYDRA liked to do that, and he figured it was the two heads mantra.
"Alright, we are going to have to go. If I have to abandon you here, it will only be briefly to draw them away. I will come back." He was talking as he muscled Tony off of the table and under his left arm, which he considered safest of the two. He ignored the pools of blood from where he had been standing; he ignored all injury to himself.