Anywhere is fine, so long as you aren't touching me. I would hate to cause you discomfort when you are the one assisting me.

[She's trying her best to stay quiet, but as she unwraps the towel, it's hard not to let out the occasional whimper. Physical pain isn't an emotion, after all, and she's not exempt from it. The cuts increase in severity from her wrist onward, and she's likely broken quite a few bones in her hand.]

[However, given the worst damage is around her knuckles and her hand is still tightened into a fist, it almost looks as though she had intentionally punched something.]