Redhawk Caldera Don't Shake It So Hard

The teen heard the worry in his companions voice, and as a well trained Doc, he was quick to reassure the grey bro. Ash would found it a bit funny how just a mere bout of silence could cause panice to flare, but after realizing just how traumatic ot could be to trust your life in the hands of another, and not know whether or not the words the slapped all over the place with their fancy mumbo jumbo talk and huge words were true, to be unable to say how correct someone was in there theory on your own body, to actually see, to know whether they were right or not.
That's some deep shit.
Deep enough to make the Doctor chill out on the humor for a few.

"Nothin, at all, El. You're still a host of a smidge of infection, but with the nice little things I managed to cram in here before Mother Nature decided to heave and ho life of greenery away. Nit a worry, at all, dude. Go ahead, make yaself comfortable. Try not to panic or nothin, got it? It would raise ya heart rate, make ya blood pressure fly past the moon, and probably crack a crevice in your skin tissue on the wound. With the infection, you dont want that gettin in ya blood stream, or else it'll sick you down, and then shit will hit the fan, and then I'd have to figure out how to unsick ya, too. I'll snag the shrubs ill need, and grab a few things for the little OP and give you a few treats I nabbed to help your recovery process run a bit smoother with less aches, ouches, and insomnia."