Woody wondered if she really knew how to handle injuries better than nurses, or if that was just her imagination talking. On the other hand, he knew this place wasn't a real hospital, so maybe she had a point. After setting his tray down onto the table, he settled in the seat across from her.

"You sound like you get hurt a lot or something," he muttered as he slowly picked up his fork and knife. Even after all this time, using eating utensils still felt foreign to him.