Quickly, her eyes grew wide. After a brief pause she gulped down the small amount faster than she had her eggs. She even grabbed his cup and drank it down, right before grabbing the coffee pot.
"No!", he shouted. Too late, she poured it towards her face, scalding her tongue, chin, throat, chest and some of her belly as she dropped the glass container. A high pitched screech filled the house and tears built up in her eyes. James tried to act fast and grabbed two hand fulls of ice from the freezer, pressing it against her neck and sliding one between her lips. She began to cry, and while it sounded like chattering and hiccups, it was unmistakable. He took one of her hands and had her press the ice against her chest and neck before picking her up and running to the tub.
"Ah, shit. Fuck. Shit. Fuck. How do I help you?!", he shouted. Once she was in the water her sobs had died down somewhat, but she began writhing in pain. "Uhhh...uhhh...h-hang on!", he hurried to say while running for his phone and returning. "O-o-okay this says salt in water for fish burns and antibacterial ointment is for people so-so what if we do both?"
Quickly he ran through his house to find the two things he'd seen online and anything that could pass for a bandage; which turned out to be several small towels and a shirt he tore up. First, he poured most of a container of salt into the water and tried to mix it around. She seemed confused, but not enough to distract from the pain. He squeezed a pile of ointment onto his palm and started slathering wherever he could see skin damage. "There, see? That'll be better.", he tried to sound soothing. Her writhing settled down as he rubbed the ointment in, and her sobs quieted down. The only sounds afterwards were sharp inhales when he wrapped her in his makeshift bandages.
"I don't think we can do much for your tongue but hope it heals right...", he sighed. He rinsed his hands in the water and sat on the side of the tub.
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