[Oh, Jesus Christ the other Eridan had scared the ever-loving shit out of him. ...Except, not literally. Maybe if we were speaking literally, he'd have scared the ever-loving honks out of him. Because lord knows he was making quite a racket when the other one decided to pipe up and chuck some bandages their way.]

[After a few awkward beats of staring around the infirmary, Gamzee again had lost track of Eridan. Oh, he'd made his way to the one that had scared him half to death. Okay. He followed shortly after, crouching down near the two but not sitting, wringing his hands absently and looking on at the bandaging procedures like he'd never seen anything quite like it. Well, he hadn't, really. He looked genuinely interested, mostly curious.]

[When he'd been addressed, he paused mid-wring, lifting his focus to Eridan. ...One of them, at least. Wherever that voice came from.]

Whuh... oh. Shit. Anything for a motherfuckin' brother of mine. But, uh, I ain't really up and got myself to be much fuckin' useful. Uh, I think?

[Suddenly feeling very guilty oh God.]

There anything, like, you all need from a motherfucker, Jadebro? Don't think I know how to wrap them bitches or nothing.

[Couldn't be that hard to learn, right? ...Don't answer that.]