Stephanie watched Bianca like a hawk as she sterilized the needle. Really, the last thing she needed here was to lose an arm to infection--being a woman was bad enough, but a woman missing a limb? Or maybe she'd just die. Did people survive amputations here? She didn't want to find out.

Wow, that was a grim line of thought for getting stitched up. By the time she pulled herself out of her thoughts, the needle was ready.

As easy as it would be to sass Ezio, because please, she'd had stitches done by a crazy man who didn't take half the care Bianca would, she knew it'd still be unpleasant.

"We tell no one about the sounds I'm about to make. Deal? Good."

She gripped Ezio's hand.