[nehan snorts. he's unbothered by the swearing, but it's better than screaming-- his poor ears would have been ringing by now.]

Of course. Otherwise, dabbing alcohol wouldn't have done anything for you, and you'd just be back here again within a day. Perhaps less. [he begins to rummage through the box for what he needs-- thread, needle, scissors.]

If this is your way of telling me that you have a problem with needles, I suggest you look away.