He frowned, before shrugging with only his good shoulder. "She didn't try to fight, and the panther wasn't nearly smart enough to be a real challenge. It tried to ambush someone expecting and taunting it. The biggest there was my own damn inexperience. This was the first real one. And thanks Star, you are an angel."<br/><br/>Night and Star, good enough names for the moment, he figured, though that he had decided while this low on blood meant he had probably mortally insulted them, and they would heal him enough to be fully aware as they skinned his testicles. He lay back, his eyes closing as he forced himself to start relaxed, though he couldn't help but watch the healing that should have taken at least months, more likely a year, happen over a half hour at most. And with a wound that probably would have cost him the arm back home if he hadn't had it happen in the ER of a hospital. He shook his head after the muscles and artery had been healed, resisting the urge to flex them. "You know, this would be called a miracle back home. Here, it is business as usual. I would have had to amputate the arm if that wound had happened back home to try and save my life, and then burn the cut shut until I could get to a real hospital for treatment."<br/><br/>It was getting exhausting, watching the wound heal, and he realized it was still using his own energies to repair the damage, at least some of it at least. He closed his eyes, and dozed off, feeling a bit better about his chances of surviving, at least for a while, at his new job.