"It would have been fine if it were my left hand, but it just had to be my right." He complained under his breath.

It wasn't common for Leon to be injured in battle. He would get one or two scratches on a bad day, but now it was different.

The man had broken a whole bone in his arm, and you were responsible for him as his doctor.

While it only took a few hours to reconstruct his arm and put him in a cast, it was still going to annoy him for the rest of the month.

So as he laid on a medical bed sulking in annoyance, you were next to him making your little annotations on his behavior.

"What's the damage, doc?" He asked, looking over at you.