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[As he's listening to the tale, he can almost visualize her experience in his mind. He's familiar with peaceful negotiations going awry as well as hostage situations and explosions. And perhaps that makes his understanding of what had happened to her even more so than the average person.
Toward his own good fortune, he was indeed sharp and held a long memory. It was seldom that he had to over-think in order to recall something. And on the instances when he did question his own memory, he did so aloud and in a concise manner to rectify the situation.
He offers her a slow, understanding nod as he listens, absorbs and reaches conclusions. His gaze shifts between observing her expressions as she speaks and watching her meticulous work to re-wrap the wounds. Were they on the Enterprise, Doctor Magnus would have the most advanced technologies at her disposal. A simple swipe of an autosuture and a dermal stimulator would have gone a long way. He found himself wishing for such instruments now so as to repair Helen's abrasions.]
A situation in which it would be very near impossible to come out unscathed. And yet I'm thankful your injuries are minimal in comparison to what they could have been. [It's a comment that shows he cares. But is also very much Jean-Luc in his stand-off-ish nature. It takes a lot for him to relax and become accustomed to new people. He's slowly getting there with Helen.]
You had none of these injuries in the other prison, did you? [A realization which aggravated him to a certain extent as the lack of her injuries implied that there was a means to heal her and yet the Warden's deemed such unworthy of their time or effort. But he had heard from others within the prison who had said that in Squall their injuries had been gone.]