Dean held up a roll of gauze, tossing it over to the Doctor, "Figured you could use this. Somehow I doubt you're packing the same bandages as you did last time."
Those bandages on TARDIS hadn't exactly been as loud and flashy as the Daleks, but they'd definitely made an impression on Dean with that insanely fast healing. Would've been real nice to have on the job, Christ. Like the Daleks, he could safely say they didn't have those back where - when? - he came from. Damn shame they hadn't thought to pick up the stuff before they got dragged back to Landels, although it wasn't like there was any way they could've predicted it would turn out like that. Dean went through the rest of the stuff: forceps, skull chisel, scissors. A lot of stuff you could use for patching someone up or using them as weapons but...yeah, he wasn't sure about the Doctor, if it was wise to start handing him weapons, no matter how friendly he was, or if he even knew what to do with them in a first aid crisis. He figured if the guy was used to borderline magic bandages that going ghetto with all this other stuff was probably asking a lot.
He started to put the rest back, speaking over his shoulder, "I'm probably gonna have to run a supply run," seriously, they were dangerously low on salt, for starters. "You up for coming?"
Re: M2 - waiting for the Doctor
Those bandages on TARDIS hadn't exactly been as loud and flashy as the Daleks, but they'd definitely made an impression on Dean with that insanely fast healing. Would've been real nice to have on the job, Christ. Like the Daleks, he could safely say they didn't have those back where - when? - he came from. Damn shame they hadn't thought to pick up the stuff before they got dragged back to Landels, although it wasn't like there was any way they could've predicted it would turn out like that. Dean went through the rest of the stuff: forceps, skull chisel, scissors. A lot of stuff you could use for patching someone up or using them as weapons but...yeah, he wasn't sure about the Doctor, if it was wise to start handing him weapons, no matter how friendly he was, or if he even knew what to do with them in a first aid crisis. He figured if the guy was used to borderline magic bandages that going ghetto with all this other stuff was probably asking a lot.
He started to put the rest back, speaking over his shoulder, "I'm probably gonna have to run a supply run," seriously, they were dangerously low on salt, for starters. "You up for coming?"