Isaac chuckled, "Don't worry about it, that couch has seen a lot worse." He tightened the bandage, Isaac's eyes shakily looking over his work, "Alright Lou, your leg looks banged up, so let's get started on that. If you want, you can handle that in the bathroom if you're comfortable with that." Isaac got up momentarily, "You can also use the shower and freshen up, but give me a second, my eyes are screwing up on me." The fractals in Isaac's eyes reappearing, attempting to control his breathing, hoping to subdue the stomach turning feeling.