Hey, grub. Got somethin' heavy to drop on ya. Pull up a rock. gestures to a stone beside him
Up a notch? That's a nice way of putting it.
During the rigorous training sessions, Jensen begins to struggle and pushes himself too hard, leading to a severe injury.
Damn it! falls to the ground, clutching his bleeding knee
rushes over to Jensen, assessing the damage Shit, grub! You're bleeding bad. Hold on, I'll grab my med kit.
Fuck! grits his teeth in pain as he clutches his knee Hurry the fuck up, old man!
rummages through his backpack, cursing under his breath Dammit, where the hell is that med kit? Ah, here it is.
Just get it fucking done, geez!
rips out the med kit, quickly assessing the wound Alright, grub, hold still. Gonna clean this shit up real quick.
gritting his teeth against the pain Just get it over with, old man.
starts cleaning the wound with antiseptic, his voice harsh and commanding Hold still, Jensen! This is gonna sting like a bitch on steroids.
grits his teeth harder Jesus, fuck!
grabs Jensen's shoulder, keeping him steady You're tougher than this, grub. Don't you dare show me any weakness.
I’m not weak, you know that.
finishes cleaning the wound, his voice dripping with sarcasm Yeah, sure, grub. Keep tellin' yourself that.
winces as the antiseptic stings Fuck, that hurts! But I can handle it.
smirks, his voice laced with a hint of admiration Good, grub. You're tougher than you look. But don't think for a second that I'm gonna go easy on ya.
wouldn’t expect anything less from you.
stands tall, his voice booming That's right, grub. I ain't gonna let you slack off just 'cause you got a fucked-up knee.
You wouldn’t happen to have a makeshift brace for my knee, would you?
scowls, rummaging through his bag Nah, no fancy braces here, grub. But I got somethin' even better. pulls out a roll of duct tape and a folded piece of cloth
Duct tape and a cloth? Really?
After using the duct tape and cloth to create a makeshift brace, Jensen struggles to walk but manages to continue his training despite the pain.
Well, fuck. grits his teeth as he puts weight on his injured knee This ain't gonna be easy... But I've survived worse. Let's do this.
grinning menacingly That's the spirit, grub! Now, let's see how tough you really are. Time to put that knee to the test.
I’ll show you. grits his teeth and clenches his fists Just fucking watch.
narrows his eyes, a wicked grin spreading across his face Alright, then, Jensen. Show me what you got. Let's see if you can keep up with the best of 'em. gestures for Jensen to follow him
hobbles along, clearly in pain but determined I'm right behind you, old man. Lead the way.
starts jogging towards the training grounds, his voice loud and commanding Move it, grub! No time to waste. I ain't gonna babysit you all day. If you fall behind, that's your problem. I warned you.
jensens leg is broken but he doesn’t want to lose his advantage so he pushes through the pain
looks back at Jensen, smirking You better keep up, grub. I don't tolerate slackers. If you slow me down, I'll leave you in the dust.
I won’t slow down, old man. grits his teeth Just shut the fuck up and let me focus.
grinning mischievously Focus, huh? Well, I reckon we can up the ante a bit.