Redhawk Caldera something wicked

Studying her face, he unknowingly took more of a professional mentality, it becoming apparent very much so in his usually carefree and jovial mood.

"Hmmm, watch my paw, miss fireball, and keep your eyes on it. Gotta make sure that hardcore scratch didn't screw with any of the chords connecting muscles to the major parts of your lower eye. "

Holding up a blond paw, the soon to be doctor waved it slowly infront of the lady leaders face, hoping she complied. If anything, he rather not her have any twitches up by her face while she slept, or any tamperings with the healing muscles could worsen the pain, damage more of the muscle, and provide her with the inability to sleep or function visually , comfortably.
Adding a bit of a joke while he was attempting the exam with her, he placed a smirk on his sandy lips.

"And yea, I've seen you in worse conditions, Foxy. "

Turning to the new blood, the hippie sent a grin to him, but kept his voice in its same chill way it was before.

"What about you, Electric El, ya need some stuff for ya fluff? It would burn bad if we lost a member to infection or gangrene. "