[Doll winces as she pulls the makeshift bandage away and drops it over the side of her bed. She'll deal with it later.]

People are pretty superstitious, right? [She agrees with a nod, pouring some of the antiseptic into the gauze and taking Tyki's hand gently.] Yanno people used ta think that bathing would make ya sick. [She shudders.] Imagine never washin'. Imagine never washin' down there. [Doll squirms in place.]

Alrigh' this'll sting a little. [She starts dabbing gently at the wound, just a little at a time to get him used to the sensation.]