[This was so familiar, it was almost soothing, in its own painful sort of way. It probably said something for how many times he'd been repaired that the simple action of the medic working on him calmed his rather notorious temper--eased some of the tension out of his shoulders. He even fidgeted a little.

Still, he said nothing, did not look at the other. The only sound he made was a low, pained growl whenever the damage was handled. It was all he could do, while still maintaining the careful distance.]