Jason shook his head. “Never mind.” He offered with a rueful smile, in case he offended the man again. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately. “Your co-worker’s a doctor but you’re not? Where are you working that you need a doctor on-hand?” He complied with the other man’s probing fingers, lifting up his chin. “That’s a relief.” He muttered. A few stitches didn’t bother him. He’d had worse, and he wasn’t concerned with adding a few more scars to his collection.
“I’m a mechanical engineer at S.T.A.R. labs. I know enough to patch someone up, so that’s something,“ Cisco laughed, gently cleaning the blood from the man’s face. “I still don’t completely understand…..” Cisco trailed, putting the butterfly bandages across the lacerations. “You’re all set.” He said with a smile before turning back to the bar.
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