Talk:Manticore/@comment-86.195.85.34-20150114172829/@comment-168.70.123.103-20150129091443

Me: "Ouch, you look like you have a problem."

Manticore: "If I didn't, I wouldn't be calling for help, now would I?"

Me: "Good point. Well, I'm no professional when it comes to arrow wounds, but I can take you to someone who's skilled at that sort of thing."

Manticore: "Yes, please. This thing's starting to hurt and I want to just yank it out myself." She grabs the arrow's shaft with her paw.

Me: "Don't do that, unless you want your blood gushing everywhere. Anyway, let me just…" I carefully slide my arms under the manticore, minding her wings and tail, to carry her bridal-style, and start walking onwards.

Me: "Jeez, the arrow must be pretty deep in your leg if you have trouble moving. He might have to cut open your leg to remove that arrow more easily."

Manticore: "That sounds very painful."

Me: "Don't worry, you won't feel much down there after he anesthetizes your leg. Plus, you can just kinda hold my hand and look at me during the whole thing. It'll help take your mind off of it."

Manticore: "Hehe, I think I will do that." She smirks and blushes slightly. "By the way, would you mind if I 'reward' you afterwards?"

Me: "Hm… ah, what the hell. I wouldn't mind all."