[gremlin]

Roy entered the room and was greeted by a very nervous man. Though as he went to check Roy's wound Roy pushed him away. "I can care for myself," he hissed at him. The man shook a little in his boots though brought himself to nod. "Tend to the other men who need it more, I'll be fine. It's deep but I know that I will live." he walked away from the man and brought himself to a shelf full of medical supplies. Roy brought down some creams to clean the wound then stitches. He brought himself to a wall and began to unbutton his shirt. Roy looked up from his wound and at Damaris who had followed him. "Why do you follow me?" he asked with a smile, it was rather cute really. He flinched a little as the wound throbbed, he was immortal but that didn't mean that he couldn't feel pain or get infections.