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Green eyes wide, Rivers was shocked to say the least. He wasn't expecting Roswell to regain consciousness so quickly let alone have the strength to pull him down for a light kiss. He could feel his cheeks burn slightly with a heated blush and for some odd reason the shaking in his hands stopped suddenly at the action. Completely forgetting Lacy next to him, he simply nodded against the hand resting on his cheek. "Alright," he spoke quietly to Roswell. "I'll take care of you."

Taking the needle and thread from Lacy, he started on the left side of the wound. While he'd never watched his father preform surgery, he tried to use as much common sense as he could and trust in the little knowledge he'd picked up over the years; faintly remembering flipping through his father's medical books as a young boy.

He was worried that when he first pierced the skin he'd hurt Roswell but the other boy didn't seem to flinch and he realized that the shock probably helped numb him. Leveling out the needle he went through the wound and found the other side of skin, keeping close to the edges though not too close to make it easy to tear. He pulled lightly and let the edges of skin touch without puckering before going diagonal across the wound and repeating the process.

In Rivers head it felt like an hour before he managed to stitch the wound shut whereas it probably only took him a couple of minutes at the most. Finally able to relax once he made the finishing knot so it wouldn't come undone, resting heavily on his hands as he leaned forward to examine his work. It certainly wasn't hospital grade work but it would hold and already the bleeding had stopped.

Bringing a hand up to run through Roswell's hair he gave a tired smile, suddenly exhausted by the lack of adrenaline rushing through him. "I'll just give it a light clean with the stitches in and you're done, okay? I told you I wouldn't let you die."