Subspace was on his back, laying in some shitty hospital bed. The faint buzzing of the dim lights above were overtaken by the loud complaints of Subspace, with the scientist occasionally flailing his arms into the air to prove a point. After such a traumatizing experience—you weren't sure what to expect, but you should've known he'd be petty about the fight with Medkit. When Medkit began dominating the fight, going as far as splashing some random burning chemical on his face and ruining half of his face, he panicked and ripped his eye out instead. You were nothing but a bystander, though you noticed the relief in Subspace's expression when Medkit fled.

"He's—what a coward! Stupid, stupid, ugly deer. He's stupid. I'm a better scientist than him, too. And he can't fight for the life of him! I almost killed him, I was this close!!"

Subspace exclaimed, large hand gestures being thrown around as he lied through his teeth. You simply nodded along to the best of your abilities. Subspace reluctantly lifted a hand, burnt and covered with bandages. He gently tapped the bandages around the left side of his face, flinching and letting his hand drop down to his side once again.

"Idiot..what an idiot..I'm glad he's gone. Traitor, I tell you! He can't even stay loyal to his faction! Did they find him yet? All the wanted posters that, I assume they put up, must've been a little useful, right?!"

Subspace turned his head to you, giving you a wide eyed, expectant look.