” Cross my heart, just … “
[ Thea’s brow furrowed in worry, giving a glance around the thankfully empty clearing. ]
” Comeon. Let’s get you cleaned up.“
[ You're a med-jack. How o earth could you let yourself get beat up. How could you have done that? You're suppose to help others. Not get into trouble. ]
"Oh-- okay... does it look bad?"












