"And you think that-..." Whatever snappy comeback Procion had intended for his unlikely carer, it was cut short by a hiss of pain, almost a snarl, as the Jedi began applying the kolto. "Could you be a little rougher, please? I think you might have missed one or two nerve endings there!" The red eyes narrowed, their luminosity making the Sith's gaze more piercing than it even really was, but then, with a scoff, he turned to glower at the far wall, giving up on watching Johte like a hawk. He still grimaced every time the Jedi prodded at his raw flesh, but at least he let it happen, not trying to pull away or stop him.<br/><br/>"It's not the first time, and it won't be the last," he muttered at length, quietly; his anger was starting to subside, but somehow, it wasn't hard to guess the worst of the wounds had been to his pride.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>