The nurse came in with a small smile and started changing Nigella's dressing. Elliot stood by the side, taking in how her hands moved to wrap the thin layer of bandage over her forehead and arm. There was a small, almost healed wound on her knee as well which only required a slightly larger than normal bandaid.
"Make sure to change the dressing at least once a day." She instructed. Nigella nodded and thanked her as she left, yet again with a smile.
Elliot's attention was once again on Nigella when the nurse left. She opened the drawer on the bedside table and retrieved a hand mirror, she widen her eyes at the sight of her own face and started fixing her hair around the bandage.
"I am going to go ahead and tell you that you did a terrible job at driving, suits. Look where it got me."
