The doctor didn't appreciate being man handled and Ryan had to wince a little even though he knew it was something that was needed. He sighed a little bit shaking his head able to see the anger, rage, and pain that Jas was experiencing and wished he could sooth it. He for his part had very little sympathy for the doctor who was busy trying to still catch his breath a sign that had Ryan worried, "You have a bad heart?" he asked having the nurse training to know, the man huffed out a grunt. "You can do your worst to me... I don't have much time anyways." he said much like a man resigned to be on his deathbed. "Anything you would want to know is long gone, ancient history and burned away in the sands of time. It wasn't anything worth holding onto anyways... there were nothing good about that time." like a truth man who always calculated his emotions one could almost feel sympathy for his sad old man that was left in his shit hole to die. Yet Ryan had to steel himself and be reminded again that this man was in charge of unspeakable horrors. "What was the project?" he asked softly. "You can ask all you want, my heart will give out anyways if you try and torture me so you won't get your information." the old man said as Ryan glanced to Jas he looked uneasy.<br/><br/>"This... is terribly unethical of me." he said stepped forward and placing his hand right on the man's chest just as he applied his healing energies onto the organ, healing the erratic and abused muscle with ease and care. Ryan's talent was really in healing spells and the doctor felt like he could breath all of a sudden but his eyes went wide. "What did you do?" he asked almost in a whisper as he seemed to know his fate was sealed as Ryan shook his head, "Something I probably shouldn't have but was needed." his eyes looked pleading to Jas not sure what the man was going to do but it was clear that now as least the doctor might live long enough to actually have it done to  him.