Bree heard the slam and then the swear. She put her book down and looked at him. Dumb oaf got himself hurt from his macho display, serves him right. Bree sighed and got off her chair, "Are you alright? Do you want me to call a resort worker for you?" Bree was not at all medically inclined, but she went over to him, and looked at his hand. "Serves you right for that macho display. Let me look at it." Her soft hands surrounded the bruised hand. "You should probably let a doctor or a medic look at this. It looks pretty bad." Figures Bree would have to nurse a neanderthal and his injuries. "Come sit down, I'll make sure someone takes a look at that." She led him to a chair and started to go into the building to dial the phone. Cass and Alex were never going to believe this.