[ Gwen Stacy has a lot of experience being a big sister and curbing her language around small children. Her three brothers are asshole enough. They don't need to add a fun new vocabulary to their daily fuckery. So, when Renee breaks the arrowhead and then yaks the shaft out?

Gwen fails as an older sister and the stream of swearing is quite something, indeed. It's creative. It's colorful. Three of the smaller children have heard it and are laughing as they whisper some of the new words back and forth and Gwen latches onto that distraction about as hard as her good hand latches onto the arrow wound. ]

No! No, no. No. Those words aren't for you guys, okay? They're only for grown-ups. So don't say them.

[ She looks at the wound, looking at her blood covered hand with alarm and some nausea because that's her blood that's right there and that's a lot more from herself than she's ever seen in this kind of situation. Nodding at Renee's question, she tries flexing her fingers some. They move a little, but not a lit. Still, it's more than what they were doing before. ]

I'll be fine. Just...just fine and d-dandy.

[ God, this shit hurts. ]

Hey, what did you do with the arrowhead?