[... maybe he should've just cut the leg part off. ugh. he probably has more than one pair of pants somewhere tho. Dynamo will fetch pant it's fine,

He drags himself to the nearby wall, something to lean against while his leg is still throbbing... it absolutely hurts like hell, but he puts on a thin smile anyway.] Don't apologize. I'll medicate myself later, my patients always take priority.

[besides, they're not done here. he holds up his scalpel, the laser edge lighting up with a blue glow. c'mere, you]

I've been meaning to take some proper samples from you anyway... this many flowers should do fine. Let's start with a simple test of the painkiller's effectiveness. [translation: he is going to gently and lovingly stab Elsword's arm like he's checking the temperature of a steak, is it done yet?]