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::Twisting a bandage around his bare chest, Kuhn grimaced as he passed it over his wound. He'd never had to put a bandage on before-- prior to the fight against Ragnar, the most he had ever needed to cover a cut was a bandaid. Was he wrapping it tight enough? Too tight? Should he have cleaned up the bulletholes before covering them? Giving it a tug, he gave a brief cry of pain, before deciding he'd gone around enough times. Grabbing a safety pin, he pushed it through the fabric, and then pressed it shut. This probably all would've worked better if he'd had someone apply the bandage for him, but he didn't want to wait.::