[ She feels very out of place in someone else's lodgings, she walks in a little like she's afraid one wrong step will bring the whole thing toppling down. ]

You don't have to help me, I know we're all busy-- so even just advice is fine. I overheard someone say you knew something about first aid so I was hoping you could tell me what to do about this.

[ She rolls up her sleeves. No one but Prussia had really seen them during the trial but there are what look like papercuts all around her fingers and up and down her skin up to her elbows. They're pretty shallow, mostly just pink though a few are a little bit red. All the scars pretty obviously form letters and words.]

Vriska won't stop fussing, and I don't want them to get infected. I have some cloth for bandages but I don't really know what else to do.