Zane scowled when she refused to answer his questions. At least she would answer them later. He just sat still as she poked and prodded his bruises. The bruises hurt, and he winced when she poked him. He could've tried to attack her, but he felt like shit from all of his injuries. Besides, she was a doctor, right? Better to just let her heal him for now. When she asked him to remove his pants, his cheeks turned slightly red. Still, he undid the button and pulled the zipper down. He pulled his jeans down, making sure that his boxers stayed in place. Once he had them off, he looked back up at her, waiting for her examination to continue, and for her to answer his questions.