[Need absolutely doesn't say see, you didn't have to take on his pain, he doesn't deserve it. Really, he's got a great, active, acidic burn of it going at a completely nonphysical level that Nyara's not conscious of and she's very much trying not to acknowledge.]

I know what i-infection is.

[She stumbles a bit over the word because Need? Knows more than he does about infection, or at least feels like she does, and wants her to respond in a particular way. Nyara does not! She has probably had wounds go bad before - under the fur she's got quite a few scars, just not on her face - and had little idea of how to prevent this, her education largely being void of practical skills.

Also she's not clutching herself but she is favoring her side now, holding on to the discomfort and throb of those punctures he was just picking solidified spider silk from.]

I am carrying Need, and s- and it is. It looks like a sword, but you would call it a piece of very old technology. I do not understand how it works but it can prevent sepsis and accelerate healing.

['It'. Not one of the things Need really likes to hear herself called but she doesn't want people just knowing she's awake and 'alive' in here. If she reveals herself then poor Nyara is just going to be sidelined in the conversation.

Nyara would prefer to be sidelined in the conversation, thanks.]