Without even realizing it, I stepped forward and my fingers carefully traced the dark blue marks on his chest.
"What... When did this happen?"
He looked down at the dark marks on his upper body as I slowly traced them. As my fingers lightly traced the smooth, painfully dark skin, his breathing changed a bit and he whispered really out of breath.
"Ummm... when the explosion from the doors hit, I stood quite close."
"Why didn't you say something? You should get checked out by the medicks, there might be more damage to your internal organs."
"There is no need, I'm fine."
He said as he took a step back.
"No it's not, the bruising is really bad, I'm sure that it hurts really badly. Why didn't you say anything?"
He just shook his head and stepped away.
"Patrick?"
He just shook his head
