[she tugs the fabric of the bandages carefully, like straightening the sheets on a bed. Her gaze flickers between his hand and his eyes as he talks, and she nods when he pauses]

I'm right-handed, too. I...think I might go a bit crazy if I couldn't use it. I can't draw at all with my left.

[once the first layer is firmly in place, she reaches to place a tiny palm under one of his knuckles, gently pressing upward in a suggestion that he raise his hand]

What happened? Before you came here, I mean.