Rudolph glowered at the doctor. Only really way to describe the look he was giving the blonde man before him as he worked around Gwen. "I can't work with you hovering over me." The doctor's tone hid the fact that he was nervous and frustrated and just a bit panicked. He couldn't tell if whatever had made the wound had hit the jugular or what. On top of that, the wound looked strangely like...Teeth marks. Like someone had taken a good chunk out of her throat or tried too. He repressed a shiver just as Rudolph growled at him. Apparently he was taking too long for the good urchin. Shaking his head, he poked Gwen once in the side to measure her reaction before he quickly stuck the needle through both sides of the skin. There. That should both measure her reaction and he won't lose it before he cleaned and cauterize the wound. "You know I won't let her die."<br/><br/>"I know you are a doctor. That you've good to us. Don't mean you aren't like the others." Rudolph didn't even wince as the needle went into the skin. Though he did as the blonde started to clean the wound quickly and efficiently. In almost no time, he was sticking his fingers in there, trying to find the cause of all the blood. He would never understand how he could do that. Nor did he ever really want to understand.<br/><br/>"Put that metal pin in the fire. And don't take it out." He didn't even turn to see if Rudolph followed the directions of not. He had found the major part of the bleeding and was currently trying to keep it from spilling out and muddying up the wound yet again. The less pain he had to make Gwen suffer the better off he was. Rudolph, for his part, kept his eyes on the doctor. He was nervous and cagey and it showed in his movements. How he had to control each and every step so that it appeared his muscles were stiff.