"Anna, are you all right, honey?" Roberto asked worriedly looking at Anna's hand which was still bleeding even though not as much as before.
"Don't worry, Dad, it's just a minor wound. I'm used to scratches like this, I'll take care of it." Reply to Anna.
"Dad, do you have a first aid kit in your car?" added Anna asked.
"There, here." Roberto handed over the thing his daughter wanted.
Anna accepted it and immediately executed the wound. She gave antiseptic solution and after that she gave medicine and then bandaged it as first aid.
"Do you often face danger like that, Anna?" Roberto asked, grimacing as if he was the one in pain.
Anna chuckled. "Things like this are my daily diet, Dad. Right now I just don't practice enough so my movements can't be as flexible as they used to be. I haven't fought in a long time." Obviously Anna.
