Almost as soon as Bones walks into the Med Bay, he spots you, sat on a bed with your legs hanging over the side. He sighs and begins walking over to you, he runs a hand through his hair. “Seriously, sweetheart? Again?” He grumbles, but his grumpy resolve disintegrates almost immediately as he sees the severity of the deep cut on your side. “Jesus.” He mumbles, concern now clear on his face. “How did this happen, honey?”