"How long ago was she shot?" [i]He said, preparing a shot of morphine, keeping it away from the female's eyes as he wasn't quite sure how she'd react to needles. He figured that carrying on conversation would be beneficial to her taking her mind off the pain, but he was worried about her keeping the leg if she had been wounded for some time. Walking around to it, he inspected the wound carefully, to see what all would need done. [/i]