*He cocks a brow as Balder’s eyes flick about, but pays it no further mind, taking a last bite of his peach before setting it aside upon a napkin that he had neatly folded upon his lap. Motioning with his hands, he invites, and then takes Balder’s injured arm between those icy receptacles and presses his fingers against bruised flesh in a manner that is, without a doubt, painful.*
Balder the Brave, indeed. More like Balder the Blundering — ahh, there it is.
*Fingers finally finding the break, Loki then releases Balder’s arm for a moment so as to spread about the thick brown paste that resided within the reed leaf that had until previously been neatly packaged. It smells of grass and rot, but cools the flesh as Loki rubs it against the break after taking some onto his fingertips to massage against the bruises.*
You rightly asked the thing to step on you. Don’t go blaming me for it.
‘Twas my fault, I made a foolish decision regarding the beast’s speed. Ah! Ow…
*He flinches when his brother’s thumbs dig into one of the bruises against the break, but the salve begins to numb the area almost immediately. His hand is on Loki’s knee and he squeezes against the pain, but it is brief and so his grip turns gentle as he spreads his fingers across cool flesh.*
Thank you for coming to my rescue; the troll’s frenzy undoubtedly would have caused a great deal of damage.
*When Balder vocalizes his discomfort, Loki chuckles softly to himself, pressing a little harder if only for but a moment. Such an annoying little whiner, Balder is.*
I would construct for you a splint, but it seems that the break is already set. You’ve your mother to thank for that.
*Finishing up the rest of the paste, the leaf is then placed over the spot, still wet with the brownness, and, using the burlap thong, is tied there. The feeling of Balder’s fingertips pressing into his knee is somewhat unnerving because it is comforting, but the thought is quickly shoved aside when thanks are given for Loki’s victory.*
Leave it for an hour or two, and it will have numbed. As for the actual healing, well Loki has no talent for that. As for the troll, well, one of us has to carry an ounce of wit in his head, and you certainly cannot be expected to be that man, now can you? Really.