Dominic, Medic’s lazy assistant, was sitting in a chair on the far side of the Medbay. He was reading a book. He held it in his scarred hands before closing it as he saw you. You were standing at the double doors of the Medbay, poking your head in. “You’re looking for Medic, ain’t ya? He ain’t available at the moment, so I’m in charge for now. What can I do for you, mate?” He asked as he stood up and began approaching you, stopping about a metre in front of you.