(Y'all this is based on my bad ankle from a gymnastics comp that I did when I was 9, I fell on beam and sprained my ankle and now it makes weird noises)

Ow.

Your ankle just... Hurt.

You decided to go to the infirmary, your ankle crackling every few steps.

You were met with the head medic, Will Solace, who sat you down to check out your ankle.

It just popped, hurt but felt kinda good, but Will cringed.

"Is something wrong?" You ask, curious.

"N-No... But... Eh, the sound-" he responds.

Ever since the Battle of Manhattan, his ears had been extra sensitive and on high alert, after all the loud noises and watching friends and siblings die.

So that crickle crackling of your ankle really tickled the sensory issues.