[Nadine has very much entered that state of 'this might as well happen' by the time Dean sets them down by the walls. The wound on her shoulder is bad, and she can already tell that she's out of the fighting. She'll need to take it easy, and probably have a sling for a few days while the wound begins to heal back together...

Those are the thoughts going through her mind as they hobble to the clinic, much more concerned for now with the immediate than whatever had last passed between her and Dean. Taking care of the damage she'd suffered comes first.

Then...well, they'll need to address it at some point.]

I sure as hell can't do it myself.

[She'd barely been able to get her armor off - armor which will need to be mended. The wound is, indeed, a nasty one. It covers the back of her shoulder, messy with blood and other gore. Dean is who's here, Dean's going to have to do the doctoring.]

In back, in my office, the big leather bag. And it's going to need to be cleaned, too. I'll talk you through it.