Cielo waved is hands dismissively. "Medical...?" Was that like a Med-kit? Something seemed to click in his mind. It hadn't even occurred to him that 'Med' could be short for something else. He'd never had to think about it, or most things until recently. His world didn't have medics, or at the very least his tribe didn't. They were the smallest and lest equipped.
Yet they still won the war.
The closest thing to 'medical' for him were the med-kit treatments obtained through the Karma Temple's mechanized Vendor's. The only time he can ever remember not taking care of something that way was when they were stuck out on the field and low on supplies. Argilla took a large piece of shrapnel to the face and Gale had to stitch it back together with whatever they had laying around.
It's funny how nearly any situation could get him thinking about his comrades.
"M'not hurt." He said, reaching out to grab at the chair again. 'Medical' still only translated to 'injured' for him. "Got ssssssstuck wit sometin dat made me all woozy. Dat's all. It'll... go 'way soon, ya?
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Yet they still won the war.
The closest thing to 'medical' for him were the med-kit treatments obtained through the Karma Temple's mechanized Vendor's. The only time he can ever remember not taking care of something that way was when they were stuck out on the field and low on supplies. Argilla took a large piece of shrapnel to the face and Gale had to stitch it back together with whatever they had laying around.
It's funny how nearly any situation could get him thinking about his comrades.
"M'not hurt." He said, reaching out to grab at the chair again. 'Medical' still only translated to 'injured' for him. "Got ssssssstuck wit sometin dat made me all woozy. Dat's all. It'll... go 'way soon, ya?