Not So Miracle Day

"Hey, not so tight!"

Jack's a bit of a baby.  He's always felt a certain amount of pain when injured but that had been before, when being injured hadn't exactly meant anything and any scrape or bruise would get immediately closed up.  He's actually pretty incapable of being careful any more, he realizes after his third paper cut in as many hours.

After doing a diagnostic with the Rift and getting himself singed a bit, one would think that having the office boy slap another plaster on you wouldn't be an issue.  But it is.  He's not exactly a fan of being tended to.

He feels...weak.