Internally, Chelldon sighed and called Wheatley a moron. Externally, he just stared for a few moments before approaching the medic who had a look over the rather neatly sorted wound that just required a bit of tightening up, hence the swift and painful stitch job.
These people had clearly never taken the Hippocratic oath and didn't give a damn about human pain. But it could be worse, he remember the time he witness Doctor Handy stitching a test subjects arm up... and accidentally stitching his skin to his lab coat. It had not been pleasant to watch the separation when Handy made a swift run to answer the door.
"There we go, now all you need is some drugs. They'll help with the painkillers but not with... rest," the medic gestured at the whole of Chelldon and he could help but look confused because seriously? What the hell was wrong? He felt fine!
Being silent was clearly something they couldn't comprehend well.
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Date: 2012-05-03 10:15 pm (UTC)These people had clearly never taken the Hippocratic oath and didn't give a damn about human pain. But it could be worse, he remember the time he witness Doctor Handy stitching a test subjects arm up... and accidentally stitching his skin to his lab coat. It had not been pleasant to watch the separation when Handy made a swift run to answer the door.
"There we go, now all you need is some drugs. They'll help with the painkillers but not with... rest," the medic gestured at the whole of Chelldon and he could help but look confused because seriously? What the hell was wrong? He felt fine!
Being silent was clearly something they couldn't comprehend well.