"You're welcome!" he hisses at her, getting up from where he'd landed flat on his rear from being pushed. Fine, let her sulk and whine and lash out. He thought pregnancy toughened girls up. An idea occurs to him and he disappears to one of the downstairs bathrooms before emerging with a tiny bottle of mouthwash.
He walks over to the supplies they've collected again and digs through it, finally producing a roll of clear packing tape. The mouthwash should be barely enough to cover disinfecting all their cuts and scrapes, which is a pretty pressing concern for Howard. Who knows when they'll get back to Stacy, and with Stacy's stupid bacteria filter their immune systems aren't going to be prepared to cope with anything this planet throws at them.
Unfortunately, he knows from experience that mouthwash does not substitute for water.
He dribbles a little bit on the gash on his shin, then tapes it up like a waterproof bandage. "When you're done whining over there, I'll tape you up and you can go to sleep."
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He walks over to the supplies they've collected again and digs through it, finally producing a roll of clear packing tape. The mouthwash should be barely enough to cover disinfecting all their cuts and scrapes, which is a pretty pressing concern for Howard. Who knows when they'll get back to Stacy, and with Stacy's stupid bacteria filter their immune systems aren't going to be prepared to cope with anything this planet throws at them.
Unfortunately, he knows from experience that mouthwash does not substitute for water.
He dribbles a little bit on the gash on his shin, then tapes it up like a waterproof bandage. "When you're done whining over there, I'll tape you up and you can go to sleep."