Scier followed in silence as he was led to a chair inside the guild, his word was still spinning slightly and he was not feeling to well. It was to the point where he half laid down on the table and shut his eyes to rest for a long time. After some while he thought he heard a voice of a healer, and glanced over too a somewhat foggy view "I... could use... healing..." he said, still feeling everything hurting, by now his left arm was probably rather bluish from where the bullets had hit him, as well would he have a bit of trouble standing on his left leg, it may be a somewhat temporary muscle paralysis, but still enough to cripple him for a while. He could also use some relief from the pain, as the adrenaline was calming down it was hurting like hell.