Terrie saw him start to freak out and laid a supportive hand on his shoulder. "If this much blood makes you uncomfortable, I can take it from here." She said and grabbed a cloth from her med kit. She was running severely low on supplies. Pouring rubbing alcohol on the cloth she began wiping the blood and dirt, out and off, from inside and around the wound.

"No, it's fine." He said. Just a gash, just a gash... Just a gash. "This kid got it bad." He said quietly. Now he really was feeing somewhat negative. But this was nothing, he had seen people in worse conditions. But why did this particular patient make him uncomfortable?

(Uh... *pokes* Oh, and if Terrie dies, all hope is lost...ya know why...me not gonna tell. >:))

(TELL ME!!! please ;( )

(Well, not exactly all hope is lost, but probably most of the people alive on the island will die from wounds and diseases... And if Terrie dies... She's the only other medical professional... Ya see, when BJ was say, healed... The doctor said he'd be paralyzed in 20 years. He was healed when he was 8, and he's 28... Haha...)

Terrie looked at Black Jack slightly confused. Wasn't he suppose to be the one to be cool under pressure. "Calm down, you going to scare the child." She whispered. Looking back down at the kid she wiped away the blood away with a rubbing alcohol soaked rag. Pulling out needle and thread, she began stitching the gash on the side of the boys body. It was hard because she couldn't go to far or she would pierce something important but if she didn't go far enough the stitching wouldn't hold.

(Um... That is not good at all... Oh god! Terrie isn't good under pressure, if she is the only doctor she might break... Snap... Go bye bye...Loonyville... ;( )

(*casually stares at mutated tigers* Eh... Wonder when I should start paralyzingly Jack... XD lol, it seems Terrie is doing all the work... XD )

Black Jack nodded and then looked down at the young boy. That child looked quite small for his age, as if he was supposably 8, not 10. The sight of the kid's body... Ugh, just... He realized he was staring again and was probably scaring the sister of the boy. And just minutes ago he had been slightly lecturing Terrie about not breaking under pressure and stuff. Now, he felt like a hypocrite. He then noticed something near the boy's wrist. A...beaded bracelet. Black and white beads. And why the heck was he thinking about beaded bracelets...