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Abby was not sure what it was that he wanted permission for, but she gave it to him regardless, nodding her head at him.
He leaned over and gently lifted his hands to her face. His fingers came to press lightly at the corners of her mouth, forcing it gently to open. He inspected her teeth and the inside of her lips, before he nodded his head in satisfaction. “The cut is just on the lip and it isn't too deep. He didn't damage any of your teeth, thankfully. I think your mouth is okay.”
Sliding his hands up, he cups her jaws and feels around, pressing in lightly. “I don't think you have any fractures in your face. Just bruising and swelling.”
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