[It's odd, that. Dorian's been through his fair share of injuries, and he always got through them by complaining. He keeps glancing back to Miles like he expects him to burst with it, but.]

I'm not all that good at healing, I'm afraid. I deal with the killing, and then all the things that come after they're dead. [He stops at the door, moving to hold it for him once it's opened.] I do, however, work at the Institute. I have a numbing agent on me, if you'd like to use it.