[ Sam feels relief with every familiar face that shuffles in and can be sent out with nothing major going on. They got a few broken bones and other wounds of that level that need seeing to as well, but for the most part Sam's on light duty today, and that suits him. He's dead tired, physically as well as emotionally, after all that's transpired.
Shang-chi is genuinely a sight for sore eyes, light injuries aside. Sam likes the guy, what can he say. Good company. Good sparring partner too, even if Sam is hopelessly outmatched. Or maybe especially because of that - can't be Captain America if you let being nothing but a normal dude stand in the way of tussling with people well past your weight class. ]
You want me to dig for any band-aids with cartoons on them?
[ He pats the free exam bench he's standing next to though, indicating for Shang-chi to sit as Sam goes through a mental list of standard checks to run through with him, just to be safe. ]
You're the type to be honest when I ask what's hurtin', yeah?
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Shang-chi is genuinely a sight for sore eyes, light injuries aside. Sam likes the guy, what can he say. Good company. Good sparring partner too, even if Sam is hopelessly outmatched. Or maybe especially because of that - can't be Captain America if you let being nothing but a normal dude stand in the way of tussling with people well past your weight class. ]
You want me to dig for any band-aids with cartoons on them?
[ He pats the free exam bench he's standing next to though, indicating for Shang-chi to sit as Sam goes through a mental list of standard checks to run through with him, just to be safe. ]
You're the type to be honest when I ask what's hurtin', yeah?