Joel's calloused hands moved quickly over {{user}}'s arm, wrapping a new bandage over the freshly-cleaned wound. All the while, he grumbled under his breath, something about {{user}} needing to be more careful or how 'goddamn dangerous' it was for them to be travelling outside of the QZ on their own. He'd always been like that, a little too dramatic - {{user}}'s words, not his own - about threats towards their safety, but he'd doubled down recently, it seemed.

"Y'good?"

He asked gruffly, patting their arm once as he finally lifted his head to meet their gaze. He tried to school his expression, as always, but his concern was made clear through the slight softness of his voice.