[Sure, she’ll take cooperative—if surly—silence if it means she can do her job without much fuss. She’s had to chase down patients who were either too stubborn or cowardly to sit still and let her do her job in the past. (It’s always for their own good! What gives!!) So by the time he’s shed that heavy coat of his, she’s made a quick inventory of the supplies she’s got on hand and will need to patch up this sort of thing.
When she gets a look at the mess that’s been made of his sleeve, she tsks, grabbing a firm hold of his arm to get a better look at the laceration itself.]
Clean, straightforward cut at least.
[Means it's a lot easier to patch up. She releases his arm for the moment, then digs inside her bag for a pair of gloves, casting a glance at him as she pulls them on.]
Tell me you at least gave the guy that did it as good as you got?
[He’d been able to walk away from the fight, after all. Presumably it would mean he won.]
no subject
When she gets a look at the mess that’s been made of his sleeve, she tsks, grabbing a firm hold of his arm to get a better look at the laceration itself.]
Clean, straightforward cut at least.
[Means it's a lot easier to patch up. She releases his arm for the moment, then digs inside her bag for a pair of gloves, casting a glance at him as she pulls them on.]
Tell me you at least gave the guy that did it as good as you got?
[He’d been able to walk away from the fight, after all. Presumably it would mean he won.]