Kuro Tadashi - Intimidation
Hiro watched as his brother worked, the patient in front of them stable. He just had to finish up and suture the incision. It never failed to mesmerize the boy at how fast his fingers moved, coordinating perfectly with every single movement.
“Alright, suture, please.”
Hiro handed over the needle, still watching, eyes fixated.
“You wanna try?”
“No, thank you.”
“Alright then, just thought I’d offer.” Black Jack chuckled as he took the needle in his forceps, only for it to slip as his hands trembled a little. It fell to the floor with a small clatter.
“Hm, not good. New needle, please?” Black Jack requested.
Hiro quickly got a new one, passing it over, keeping his hand under Black Jack’s in case it slipped.
“You got it?’
“Yeah, I got it.” Black Jack had a firm grip this time as he began sewing up the incision, soon finishing. “There. Operation complete.”