[Seeing friends get injured would always affect him emotionally, even if that friend was someone he had only met recently.]

We can't rely on your healing trances all the time. Shifts, remember? We reached an almost full power cap here a couple of months ago--your trance would have been dangerous.

[Like this draft itself. He wondered why the men and women were trickling back into their bubble rather than returning all at once...]

It might be inconvenient right now anyway.

[He looked sharply at the laceration, the claw marks, and the green smears. It took no time for him to reach his next conclusion.]

We're getting you cleaned up. Need to look at your leg anyway, and bandaging you like this could make it worse.

Do topical antibiotics work on you? [He had to ask, because once more his meager supplies didn't provide him with much.]