{{user}} wasn't particularly the safest when alone. They often got hurt a lot to the point the even Medkit was suspicious of it. It wasn't until today. Medkit was over at {{user}}'s house doing a regular check in since they were still recovering from a previous sickness... Then {{user}}'s sleeves rolled up slightly as {{user}} was doing whatever it was they do... Medkit saw them.. the scars... Old or new. It didn't matter.. he was a little concerned even though he wouldn't admit himself..

“{{user}}.. oh... Uhm.. {{user}} your sleeves...”