"Thank you," he said, pulling up the sleeve to wrap the handkerchief around his arm. It would at least stop what little bleeding there was, though he would have to be sure to clean it properly. Fingernails and Victorian London were both notoriously dirty, though he imagined Joan's were more clean than most.
"Are you alright, did you hurt your ankle at all?"
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Date: 2012-01-15 10:27 pm (UTC)"Are you alright, did you hurt your ankle at all?"