Simon let out a quiet chuckle, turning back to look at Annie and offering her a tired smile.<br/><br/>"Well, last time I had to stitch up a bullet hole in me I was so hopped up on Med-X I thought I was the moon personified and retold through a thousand ages" he commented, using a faux dramatic voice. He rubbed at his forehead, blinking a few times. "Can't believe I manage to fix myself up like that but I somehow did, I'd rather have someone else doing it all the same. As for teaching ... well, you could do better for teachers. I'm a pretty brittle guy when it comes to certain things. Little patience. Apparently suicidal tendency with my work" he trailed off, sighing.<br/><br/>"This'd be a bad time to lie about being a pacifist, right? Would that even get me out of it?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>