Otis inclined is head back towards the wreck [b]"Used to be ship medic, not much of a ship left. I want to see how many survivors we have all together before we move out. Not a bad splint though, you had training?"[/b] He looked up at Lucas' forehead and pulled a cloth from his bad to wipe away the blood. [b]"Doesn't look too bad off, gimme a sec to apply a bandage and you should be good to go."[/b] He pulled the canister out of his bag and gave it a quick shake before applying a light coating to the wound. 

Standing up once more he surveyed the wreckage and the horizon. Shaking his head mournfully he hoisted his bag over his shoulder again, walking among the survivors, double checking wounds and treatments.