"Yes, Delirium," Abby replied very very firmly. "You're not gonna do this. This is not the solution. I know the island sucks and it's really been sucky lately, but I will not let you do this. I am your next of kin, remember. That means I take care of you when you need it and right now you need to not die."

She reached up and grabbed a couple hand towels off the shelf, then wrapped them around Delirium's wrists to help slow the bleeding. The towels were gonna need some serious washing after this, but she'd willingly do it.