Was’s your problem?
-chucks him the roll- Get rid of as much blood as ya can.
-catches it and starts to dab at the blood under his nose, soaking it up- Yeah, yeah. Hate ta say it but ‘m used ta this. -chuckles-
-snorts- Understaand all too well. -takes the others chin in his hand and tips his head back to check the passages- Haad it happen?
-let’s the other Scout take his head, and shrugs- Some guy punched me. Don’ even know him other than his name. Don’ know why either.
-He waits till the last word then positions his hands and snaps it into alignment with a sickening pop-