[ At first there's nothing but one sharp jab after the other from the dabbing. By now Joel's tuned out most of the pain, keeping his mind focused on the sole fact that he's laying on a comfortable mattress, the sheets are clean and don't reek of sweat or stale urine, and that Ellie is right next to him like she'd never left. He's prepared for whatever this guy throws at him as Joel's thinking the magic comment was nothing but a joke and that his stitches will be snipped and redone and he'll feel the cool touch of ointment coating his wounds.
Joel barely catches the green glow in his downward peripheral, his heavily hooded gaze tiredly watching Ellie. The deep creases in his brow ease gradually as more and more of the pressure is relieved from his torso. It lingers still but he doesn't feel so weighed down, his body visibly relaxing into the bed, and he sighs to himself.
Feels nice is the last thing he's thinking before he slips unconscious, his body finally able to properly rest without that constant ache lingering like a persistent head cold. The last thing he hears is the medic explaining the next steps.
Either way, Joel knows they're both in good hands. ]
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Joel barely catches the green glow in his downward peripheral, his heavily hooded gaze tiredly watching Ellie. The deep creases in his brow ease gradually as more and more of the pressure is relieved from his torso. It lingers still but he doesn't feel so weighed down, his body visibly relaxing into the bed, and he sighs to himself.
Feels nice is the last thing he's thinking before he slips unconscious, his body finally able to properly rest without that constant ache lingering like a persistent head cold. The last thing he hears is the medic explaining the next steps.
Either way, Joel knows they're both in good hands. ]