Tim winces as he "looks" at the damage to Legs Guy.  "Ouch.  That looks like it was pretty bad.  Ji-woo put you back together, at least halfway?"

"It's fiiiiine. I'll be fine. I've had worse. Hey can I get off this stretcher. When will I be allowed to walk."

"<SO HELP ME IF YOU GET UP FROM THAT STRETCHER I WILL KILL YOU SLOWLY!>" yells a voice from a far distance, in Korean.

"<NOONA IT'S SO UNCOMFORTABLE ISN'T THERE A BED,>" he yells right back.

"<TOUGH! DON'T BREAK YOUR LEGS NEXT TIME!>"

And then there's another injured person that she's gotta diagnose and direct, so Tae-hwan isn't getting any more yelling from Ji-woo for the foreseeable future.

He laughs. "Just sit still."

"Waughhh."

Aww, poor fella.  Try doing this nine hours a day sometime!  "Shouldn't be too long, just a couple hours.  Uisa did most of the fine detail work, you just have to wait while everything else fills in."  He's not going to enjoy this, but at least it's not two years of PT.

"I know, it's just that my backlash is that I have a really hard time sitting still," he says, switching back to English. "It's not awful right now, hyung guided me while I was in surgery, but in hell week I had to be put under 'cause the sleep dep might've killed me, is how bad it gets. But I'm just whining."

Pat pat pat.

"... Huh."  Okay, I'm not going to get my hopes up.  But.  "Can we test for compat once you're a bit less broken?  I spent my Hell Week asleep.  Exhaustion's my backlash."

He holds his hand out. No need to wait, he thinks. "I have to warn you that I'm straight except for hyung."

"Oh, I'm not really - looking for that kind of guiding right now.  Cool of you to check, though."  Handpat!  Huh?  "Okay, what the fuck?  You can't stop moving and I fall asleep and this is all we get?!"

He shrugs and pulls his hand back. "It is what it is. Hey is it okay to tie my legs to the stretcher or something, I feel like I'm gonna move them by accident the minute I stop paying attention. ...or I guess a cast, maybe. One of those hard ones that definitely don't let me move my legs or feet or toes."

"Well, uh.  My power is mostly super-strength and durability, the regen is kind of a bonus feature.  Unless you want to wait for cement to pour, we don't have anything rated for that."

"Hrrm. I guess that makes sense. Is it okay if hyung and I make out, this will be a lot easier if I'm not backlashed at all."

"Um.  Go for it."

He doesn't want to try to decipher that face. He'll just get guided, how about.

Sure, that can happen.

Whoah.  Okay.  They're cute.  And kissing.  Fuck.  It's been...two and a half months?

...

Fuck.  He can...fiddle with his phone?  And definitely not look at the hot guy and the cute guy who are enthusiastically smooching five feet away.  It's fine.  He can deal.

FUCK.

Okay, that face he can decipher. Very easily. He gives Woo-young a Meaningful Look.

"<...you're incorrigible. What happened to 'straight with an exception', hmm?>" he asks, in Korean.

"<He's cute and maybe I'm straight with an exception plus I enjoy teasing cute boys, sue me. This isn't even news, hyung.>"

"<Uh huh.>"