I dig around a bit, finding some clear alcohol. I sighed. "This is gonna suck..." I mumbled, taking my hoodie the rest of the way, bunching up a clean part up into something to bite on. Then, I poured a small amount over the wound, and damn, did it hurt like a bitch. Once I was done groaning into my hoodie, I poured some of the alcohol over the needle, before realizing that I would have some difficulty threading it. I motioned to Mion with the needle and thread to convey this.