While the nurse could hardly follow what the woman was saying, she could at least figure that she wasn't planning to do that again. She reached forward to take the fork, just in case, and then sent a smile at the male patient. What a terrible thing to happen to him when he was brand new!

"I'm very sorry about this, Mr. Finch. The shift is about to end, so how about you come with me so I can wrap your hand up before taking you to the Sun Room, hmm?"

There was a lot of blood, but hopefully the wound wouldn't bother him too much with proper care given to it. It was the least she could offer for the poor thing.