I've often been told I exude an air of board certified professionalism and deep science learnin'. [ he has never been told that. not the first part, at least. ] Plus, my inexplicably reassuring yet mystifying gaze.

[ the tension isn't lost on him, and jerry's sure to wait until the hands are properly offered before taking them into his care. running water over kyle's palms, giving a lil scrub, he can't imagine what might give someone these kind of wounds, outside of shaking hands with edward scissorhands. somehow, jerry believes, even if kyle recently took up juggling swords, he'd still be too damn ninja-good to slice himself up like this. another mystery to the mysterious kyle pile. ]

Nah, fuck magic, Dr. Jerr Bear's got this. [ soon enough, he's washed out the dirt and blood, now digging around on his person for some scrap of fabric he can wrap over the wounds ] So, uh. Did you slip cutting vegetables? It's always the avocados that get me. Squirrely fuckers.