Q began pouring the liquid onto Alexis' wound. As he said, it stung like hell, but she'd live. When he stopped, he dabbed the wound with gauze. After he had cleaned it out, he nodded and picked up the needle and thread. With speed and precision, he had given her 6 stiches perpendicular to the would, and one intricate one going along it to allow easy movement. [quote]*There we go.* he says, proud of his work.[/quote] Finally, he took gauze and put medicated salve on it before wrapping it around her shoulder, looking to Red when it was done. [quote]*You're all good to go!* he says happily.[/quote]