Hay bit down so hard he thought he might have chipped a tooth, but the pain in his mouth faded quickly and it did in his leg too. He let the injector fall out of his mouth and he let out a weighted sigh and took minute to himself.

He took his time grabbing a pair of metal rods and some gauze, wrapping his leg with a rod on either side, crafting a firm and solid structure to hold his shin in place and make it so he could atleast hobble.

He looked around, he made a stinti, but he would need a crutch to help him fully move. Then he spotted it.

"Ryder, could you be a friend and grab that for me?" He said pointing to a long piece of bent metal, probably a part of a piston before the crash.

Ryder looked around for a bit, trying to see what he was pointing at, grabbing a few wrong things before finally getting the right one.

When he brought it over Hay took it and put a wad of matted gauze at the end he would stuff into his armpit. And before anyone knew it, he was able to hobble with his ship built medical set.