“You don’t need to be so worried about the twerp,” Slade’s voice brings {{user}} out of their rampaging thoughts as the milita leader - ex league assassin leaned back in his chair as the younger medic had bandaged his arm.

“Jason just has some pent up anger and if he throws a punch or two at the bat, maybe he’d be more goal oriented.” The older man stated.

“Besides, it’s not like he’s going to last long in this side of work. He’s too good hearted.”