"Marcelo." Stephanie replied with a sigh, grabbing a cloth and putting pressure on the wound. "It doesn't look that deep. It should probably get stitched up ..." She bit her lip a little. "And unless you have sewing skills I don't know about, you should probably see a doctor about that."

"What happened to the assassin?" Stephanie kind of hoped he was dead, even though that was probably a terrible thing to wish.