"It's… torture time!"
The moment those words left Penny's mouth, she got to work fast. Shawn stood nearby, watching as she tended to Brad's wounds with the speed of a medical-grade hurricane.
Despite how it sounded, "torture time" wasn't a joke.
She was treating Brad, but she wasn't using any anesthesia or pain relievers. If anything, she'd occasionally jab at his wounds and giggle just enough to make him groan and slip in and out of consciousness.
"Don't kill them."
Penny suddenly stopped and looked back at Shawn, wiggling her brows meaningfully.
"Just knock them out," she added. "I don't want to crash. We might need their expertise."
"Uh…" Shawn cleared his throat and nodded. "I'll be back."
"Mhm."
With that, Penny resumed her rather unorthodox treatment of Brad. Shawn, meanwhile, stood there for a moment, staring at her back. He exhaled, turned around, and slapped himself hard.
