"Doesn't surprise me. Weyland-Yutani seems to own the galaxy at this point." Jason commented, then noticed a scratch on the girl's arm. He surged forward and pulled her shirt down on her left side. Pulling her arm free of it, and completely ignoring the possibility of implied sexual occasions. He went straight to mending the wound. As he had always believed he should help others. No matter the cost. And soon the was bitting the end of the gauze off so that he could finish dressing the wound.