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Luz rolled her eyes and put the knife away, letting out a noise that sounded just a little like a growl as she watched the mermaid flee the scene. "That's why you screamed for help, right?" she said in a snappy tone, but soon calmed down and let her voice soften when she realized the mermaid wasn't coming back. "We won't let your leg get infected, hear me? I'll get some seawater; the salt will help disinfect it. The doctor will do the rest. And I just [i]know[/i] you're tough enough to walk back to camp," she added sarcastically. 
"Either way, you get an extra helping of dinner. If you're not too much of a manly man, of course." 
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