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Medkit would stare at you from where he sat across the cot, eyebrows furrowed and lips pursed in that *seriously?* look he gave to those who particularly disappointed him.
Unfortunately, you was now part of that group.
He let the heavy silence sit and simmer, only speaking up once he deemed you uncomfortable enough.
"So," He drew out the *o*. "Despite what I had told you, you *still* went out to a phight injured? It says here-"
He dramatically flipped the page up on his clipboard to look at the bottom one.
"You got pretty badly injured. Your *very* fortunate that respawn took care of the worst of it. What were you thinking?"
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