"Medic, not a pilot," she tells him, still focused on his hand and smiling at the same time. The fact that he's in fairly good humor despite the horrific way his bones are protuding from his hand says something about the kind of man and soldier he is and she appreciates that he's not falling to pieces on her.

When it comes off in her hand and he answers her, she's left holding what looks like a very sharp... well, bone. His skin, as he'd said, was intact and she didn't really have a lot of practice with bones just falling out of people, so she gently reached for the next and, when it came out, too, she continued until he has several small holes in his hand and she was left holding the bones.

"Nothing quite like this, Corporal," she admitted, peering down at the pieces in her hand before using her free one to poke at the skin surrounding the holes in his skin. "We should probably get that washed and bandaged."