You don't understand. This shirt can still be mended.
Sweetie, ya needa cut the crap. Y'all getting blood all over the place. That's not alright, alright?
You're just making more work for me.
Work? Naw, you wanna know what's work? Work's when y'all come all up in my infirmary and paint errything all red n shit. That is work.
Ok, keep holding still and lemme--