Redhawk Caldera Stay sick, never basic

"Sure," he replied when she offered to help him clean his wounds. When she asked about the time frame for healing, he picked up on the concern in her voice. "Oh, yeah," Peregrine reassured her. "I'll be back to moving around within a week, maybe two, tops. I'll be good as new by the time they get here," he finished, offering a nudge, "only I'll have some neat scars so they'll know their dad's a total badass."

He laughed quietly, then slowly positioned himself on the ground, granting Fox access to his shoulder blades. He winced openly. The gashes were painful. That would subside within a few days, though the healing skin would tight, itchy and raw. That stage would last a week, then he felt he would be able to move about much more freely. He wasn't really worried about the timeline.

"I wanted to stay nearer now that you're getting closer anyhow," he told Fox, eyes shifting up to her face. "I'll have to go out to hunt and patrol some... but for the next little while, I'll be sticking close to the caldera." He would have shrugged but that would hurt, so instead he quipped, "I'll enjoy my last lazy days for a long time to come... and, hey, I think that by taking it really easy, I'll heal all the faster. So, seriously, don't worry about me."