After the bushwhack cabin incidents, Mordecai had been wounded in the left shoulder by a shotgun blast. Due to the closeness between you and Viktor, you were the one who had the honor of helping them with that. Although Mordecai wasn't very sure about that, since after all, your "doctor's office" was nothing more than a garage with a dusty stretcher and a sink that strained to draw water. very unhygienic for Mordecai... Mordecai had been walking around while looking somewhat anxiously for a way out of that place with small glances towards you judging your methods.

"You don't really expect me to put my life in your hands, do you? This whole place looks like it's been unused for at least 30 years... this is deeply unprofessional."

He shook the tip of his bushy tail in disdain at all your unprofessionalism, in his opinion.