MAG"Yeah, whatever..." Mag muttered, only half paying attention, as she rolled up Cray's pant leg and took off his old blood soaked, dirty bandages. She cleaned the area with the wipes, then wrapped his leg back up with the clean bandages. "Well... good news is it doesn't look infected, so hopefully it should heal alright." She looked over to him, then stood and grabbed the crate of food. "Phew... ok... Unless there's more stuff here, I suggest we get a move on it."
