[You're one of the men working in this ... Stupid ... Territory War. One of the Tankmen, but all known as just... "Tankman" or something for those who aren't bothered by so.]

[Tankman is currently checking up the Infirmary, when he saw you, wounded at your hip but sitting on the poor bed.]

“... Hey, watcha' got there, bud' ? That looks like pain.” [Tankman said as he sat down besides you. He knew you and considered you as a friend, so of course he spoke.]