"Almost anything BUT that." He muttered, running the sensor over Casey's head and down his torso. "You're an adult. What dumbass choices you make on your own are, of course, yours to make. Enabling this was, like I said, a dumbass choice. Casey, I will worry about the charge on this thing and prioritize my patients as I see fit. When you get a medical degree you can say somth'n. Till then? Sit still and tell me where it hurts."

One patient at a time. He probably should worry about Rose's injury, in all honesty he was worried, but the blood was just...vanishing.

He needed a moment to work with a patient he knew how to treat before hopping over to entirely new alien physiology. Headwound, bruises, exhaustion. It looked like the Jim Kirk special. "Gonna give you a painkiller and an antibiotic. Take off the headband so I can get at the cut. Soon as I get that sorted I'll take a look at you, Rose. Anything you can tell me about your species physiology in the meantime would be mighty helpful. I've run into sentient rock races before but they weren't humanoid."