Coop was still in the dark regarding exactly what the hell had happened, but he'd done his job. It took some doing but she'd been stabilized and patched up to the very best of his abilities with what he had to work with. The pain and eventual scarring aside, she was going to be fine. Whether it was some sort of animal attack or something else, she was just lucky not to have bled out before the pair had made it to the clinic.

"We're good, any more of that and you're the one who's going to need a transfusion." Before Coop could get the stethoscope back around his neck, Asher was already working the tape off of his arm, pulling the needle out for himself soon after.

"Right, no doctoring." He had laid that rule out for Coop earlier, just before sticking that same needle in his arm to begin with.

Once his sleeve was rolled down, Asher's attention was back on the video camera they had come in with, eyes practically glued to the screen. Even when Danica was slipping in and out of consciousness Coop thought he probably had a better chance of catching and keeping her attention than his. "She's stable and her vitals are okay. You can go, get yourself cleaned up if you want to and come back. She'll be fine."

It didn't stop him from trying, though.