He got the rest of the bandages off. The bleeding had slowed to a trickle but the stump was a mess of clots and nastiness, although it didn't seem infected. Yet. The scarves seemed a lot more sanitary than a piece of Drax's ripped clothing, at least.
He tried his best to re-bandage it one handed so the woman didn't have to touch his blood. It wasn't easy.
"Blue blazes, that sounds terrible. What planet? I need to figure out if it's in my jurisdiction. Hell, I might pay a visit even if it isn't."
He paused.
"Not that I'd be able to do anything about it if this is the afterlife. Which it sounds like it might be. Before this, I was trapped in the Cancerverse, a screwed up dimension that was ruled by Lovecraftian nightmares. With a mad god and evil versions of most of the other superheroes I know. I used a reality-altering device and my powers to get my friends back to our universe and make sure the bad guys there couldn't get their hands on the cube, but I'm pretty sure it killed me."
So that was both of them dead.
"But if we really are dead, why'm I still bleeding?"
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He tried his best to re-bandage it one handed so the woman didn't have to touch his blood. It wasn't easy.
"Blue blazes, that sounds terrible. What planet? I need to figure out if it's in my jurisdiction. Hell, I might pay a visit even if it isn't."
He paused.
"Not that I'd be able to do anything about it if this is the afterlife. Which it sounds like it might be. Before this, I was trapped in the Cancerverse, a screwed up dimension that was ruled by Lovecraftian nightmares. With a mad god and evil versions of most of the other superheroes I know. I used a reality-altering device and my powers to get my friends back to our universe and make sure the bad guys there couldn't get their hands on the cube, but I'm pretty sure it killed me."
So that was both of them dead.
"But if we really are dead, why'm I still bleeding?"