[ Amos nods; good answer. He has no reason to be worried, even if it probably be unpleasant. He soaks the towel a little more before pressing it to Prax's staples, gentler than he looks able to be. ]
Okay, hold out your hand.
[ Once the area is ready, Amos puts the pliers to Prax's first staple, pulling it open as carefully as he can, and then pulls it out, dropping it in Prax's hand, a little bloody. ]
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Okay, hold out your hand.
[ Once the area is ready, Amos puts the pliers to Prax's first staple, pulling it open as carefully as he can, and then pulls it out, dropping it in Prax's hand, a little bloody. ]