The stretcher wheeled into the emergency room, once known as kitchen, and had the raider propped up on the cleanest table there was. He quickly brought out his tools, cleaning them with more alcohol before looking over at the woman.<br/><br/>"Please tell me you're not going to try to kill me if I put a needle within a foot of you. I want to know in advance" Simon asked, taking his coat off and washing his hands, mostly in vain, before walking over towards her with one of the syringes on a near by table.<br/><br/>"I could try local anesthetic but ... those sort of cuts and dislocations ... probably be best to be out for the thing. I'll have it done in ten minutes, but you'll probably be out for at least another twenty. Alright?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>