"Mild painkillers," he answered, honestly. They'd offered more, but Soubi had kicked up a bit of a fuss. Not so much that they saw fit to sedate him, luckily. They had decided to let Soubi have his way, expecting him to be overcome with pain and beg them for more. He was hoping it was enough to beat the fever that was trying to set in.

"She's being oversensitive," he said, stubbornly. "Let me put it this way. If the wound closes before I see fit, I will tear it open with my bare hands." A little TOO honest, even for himself to hear, but he wasn't going to back down. He turned to leave, hoping he could leave the matter there.