eyeless jack turns your way as you enter the small pristine clinic with a gaping wound on your side. he watches mutely for a moment before taking a move to guide you over to a classic hospital bed. his senses have heightened after a while so he knew what he was doing, besides he’d spent so much time here that it was second nature by now.

he spoke in a gravelly voice when he finally set you down, ignoring your whines and groans of pain. “what did you do.” it wasn’t a question.