Re: X-Men Medlab; Jean & Bucky
[Jean got up from her seat and crossed the room in a few long confident strides, bare feet slapping the floor with each step. She wasn't great at playing medical expert, but she was comfortable enough in the MedLab.] Yes, you have a minor concussion. There was a scare about an hour ago when I thought the reports indicated a subdural hematoma, but it turns out I was reading the scan results too quickly. Simple facial bruising. Nothing serious.
[Cup of water in one hand, cold compress in the other, Jean made her way back to his side. Her black tank top had haphazardly come untucked from her jeans over the course of the evening except for where it stayed stuck behind that round belt buckle with the X in the middle. She was tired, the past few hours being little more than a blur, but his having woken up gave her that second wind she had been waiting on. She'd go back up and check on the students in a few minutes. Right now, James was her priority and on the receiving end of all her doting.
She flinched quickly at the view of the bruise on his face, stomach flipping at the guilt of how painful it must be. Those bright green eyes darted upwards and considered the monitor briefly, her voice soft and tinged with worry.] Your O2 levels are steady. Lower than I'd like, but not terrible. Does your breathing feel normal? Strained? [The mask didn't have to go back on immediately, but she'd keep watch.] Here. Small sips. [The water was offered before she held the compress up.] For your head. It should help the ache pass quicker.