[He feels much the same, Sycora, and although he was not at all thrilled to wake in the cold room, it more than like saved his life. He remains a good patient, not moving while she finishes working on the last of his wounds.
Yes the pinching of his wounds closed hurt like a bitch and yes he would scar because of this, but he was alive and that was more than he could have hoped for after waking. He'd worry about modeling if and when he ever got back home again..
When Sycora pulls her hands away and pinches the bridge of her nose, clearly drained, Alex looks at her in concern. He shakes his head without hesitation when she asks about other wounds.]
Just knocked around in general.. bruises and the like. Nothing that can't heal on it's own, doc.
[He's sitting up now and reaches a steadying hand for her shoulder, squeezing lightly as he searches her face.]
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Yes the pinching of his wounds closed hurt like a bitch and yes he would scar because of this, but he was alive and that was more than he could have hoped for after waking. He'd worry about modeling if and when he ever got back home again..
When Sycora pulls her hands away and pinches the bridge of her nose, clearly drained, Alex looks at her in concern. He shakes his head without hesitation when she asks about other wounds.]
Just knocked around in general.. bruises and the like. Nothing that can't heal on it's own, doc.
[He's sitting up now and reaches a steadying hand for her shoulder, squeezing lightly as he searches her face.]
Are you alright?