"It's been a while since I worked on a live subject, but I've got a pretty steady hand," Elle says, just to be fully transparent. It isn't going to turn out pretty, but she doubts that's a requirement anyway.

Gloves on, scissors out. She takes a moment to cut some of the body hair around the wound. She doesn't want it to get caught.

"Sorry to ruin your manscaping."

Then out comes the needle, suture thread, and needle holder. Elle gets to work.

"You want to tell me about yourself, or should I ramble?" There is no option for silence.