Buck watched as you held someone’s mangled hand as they were wheeled away, quivering as you stared wide eyed at the ground away from the hand. You were stimming with your free hand, which you were reprimanded for since it spooked the patient.

Once the patient was gone, you stimmed uncontrollably. The feeling of warm, thick blood seeping onto your hands through gloves made you wanna peel your skin off. So, to calm you down, Buck tried his very, very hardest to help.