(*PING*)

.:Maverick folded his sun panels again, getting up with a bit of a yawn:.

Knuckles stood up, stretching. He'd forgotten about his injuries and cried out almost immediately.

.:Maverick flinched, bounding over to him, whimpering:.

"Im fine, I'm fine," Knuckles insisted through clenched fangs. "You worry to much,"

.:he pulled out another first aid kit:.

Knuckles stared at it. He took it reluctantly without a word.

.:he pulled it back in, falling into a laying position, whimpering:.

"Dont worry 'bout me, I've survived worse," he said quietly, looking out into space.

"Well, you obviously don't wanna chat, and I'm kinda bored anyway. Later," Sonic said, gone In a streak of blue.