[Hey at least his screaming was muffled. And he was remarkably disciplined about not squirming. Or moving at all. Actually that's probably really fucking unnatural and you might not want to think too deeply about how a guy acquires the skill to hold still through that kind of pain.]

[He's panting and sweaty and pale as fuck but he smiles tightly and nods, waiting for Kida to finish disinfecting and bandaging the wound.]

Thanks doc. I feel better already...

[Deeps breaths. Okay. Maybe he just won't move off this box for a while. And it's not like he hasn't noticed Kida's tears.]

...You going to be okay?