" Mhm mhm . . . . "
He honestly probably wasn't listening . He was a bit too busy wrapping up Hank's arm .
" Don't get hurt for the next few days or I'm not going to patch you up anymore . "
“Hmm…”
It shifts to get a better look at Doc, straining their neck to be able to stare him square in the eyes.
“Believe me, Doc. I think I got full right here to figure out just how our dissenter is capable of bringing himself back when no one else can…”
It’s testy today…
" Nothing that concerns you . "
He was a mysterious man with mysterious ways , like hell he was going to tell anyone of how he does things .
" But just know I have my ways to get back . "
Hank took in every word Doc spoke to it. Sure it was mostly things they’ve been told before; but those words would remain “fascinating” to him…
“…and what’s gonna happen if /you/ die before I do? With no way back up here..?”
Slowly it angled the blade to aim at Doc’s face.
" Mhm have fun believing that . I'll stop caring when you stop being useful to me . "
He hummed as he began to stitch up the wound .
" As long as you have a mission you are useful . So I have to keep you alive as difficult as that is . "
Hank remained silent, continuing to sharpen his blade while Doc worked on fixing the wound.
“Worth a shot… one of these days I’ll bleed out and you wouldn’t even notice.”
“Smirking” underneath his mask, he angles the blade to be able to look at Doc
" Thank you . "
He took off it's jacket to get a better look at the wound and quickly got to work cleaning them up .
" Dumbass . Why do you bother even trying to hide these things from me . You never get away with it . "
It’s gaze darkened.
Quietly growling, he shifted, revealing the gash.
It was fairly large; bigger than a usual sword. Did it have a run in with a mag..?
“…get it over with, Doc.”
" Don't act like I don't see that gash in your side . I can see you trying to hide it . "
He sighed as he beckoned the it over to him . This man was way too damn observant
" Come here . "
It could’ve been seconds, minutes or even hours; but Hank wouldn’t point anything out. It vaguely enjoyed the time they spent with Doc, even if it was mostly in silence.
They paused mid swipe, glancing up at Doc, staring at him
“ Why of course I have more . You know me . “
He held out his tablet with several pictures of the two .
“ It’s rare I see Hank like that . It’s amusing . “
“ . . . That would be entertaining to see honestly . Also I’m certain the clown also saw it . . Also that one henchman . . And just about everyone in Nevada . “