Word - Exsanguinate
"But I'm about to exsanguinate over here."
"It's just a flesh wound. Stop acting like I stabbed you.'
"BLOODY HELL, EMMA. YOU DID STAB ME."
She rolled her eyes. Okay, technically she HAD stabbed him, but it had been an accident, and the paring knife had barely penetrated his bicep. And it had been his fault for turning around too fast in her too small kitchen. And for being in there while she was cooking in the first place.
"Okay, okay. Would a band aid make it better, you big baby?"
"I'm the one who gets stabbed, and you act like I'm being unreasonable? I'm bleeding here."
She dragged him into the bathroom and sat him down on the toilet, pulling her first aid kit from under the sink. "Here, sit still." She mopped up the blood before taking an alcohol wipe to the site where she'd impaled him and then stuck a bandaid over the cut.
He looked down at the pink plastic covering his arm. "Who's that red fellow?" She smiled, glad she had the band aids left over from days gone by, when Henry's wound care required more decoration than just beige strips.
"Elmo. I figure if you're going to act like a baby, you get a band aid meant for one."