"Don't worry about that," Connie said. "It's just part of your body's reaction to the trauma. Here, this aught to help with the pain when that wears off." She turned away for a moment, then soon returned with a syringe of anesthetic. She carefully stuck that into the left side of Adrian's face near his wrecked eye, slowly depressed the plunger, then removed the needle and continued doing the best job she could of cleaning and dressing the wounds he had. "You might start finding it a bit more challenging to talk for a while, though."
