[He looks a little apologetic at the bitter tone; he doesn't like feeling dumb, but right now he's too distracted to dwell on it.
He does stop breathing through his nose entirely when the socks come off, though. His nose is too sensitive. The nickname catches him off guard, though, and Scott blinks in surprise.]
Oh, I'm not - I'm not a doctor.
[He wishes Jack was here, though. He shakes that away, and reaches for the hand with the bad looking gash. At first, he hesitates - the last time he did this, he was depowered and it hurt a hell of a lot more than normal. But he's back to normal - as normal as possible - and while he cleans with one hand, he absorbs what pain he can with the other.]
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He does stop breathing through his nose entirely when the socks come off, though. His nose is too sensitive. The nickname catches him off guard, though, and Scott blinks in surprise.]
Oh, I'm not - I'm not a doctor.
[He wishes Jack was here, though. He shakes that away, and reaches for the hand with the bad looking gash. At first, he hesitates - the last time he did this, he was depowered and it hurt a hell of a lot more than normal. But he's back to normal - as normal as possible - and while he cleans with one hand, he absorbs what pain he can with the other.]