"Hey lass, if you're dead, this'n be a pretty good place to be dead at. Here." Vyn reached for a pouch and pulled out a small polymer device the size and shape of an extremley undersized pistol, then a small silver canister and what appeared to be a spray bottle. "This'll fix ya up right as rain; always does for me. Painkillers, binders." She shook the spray can a few times hard and set it down in front of the other injutred woman, then jabbed the cylinder down atop where the hammer would have been had the injector been a pistol, turning it once to secure it. Twirling the device in her palm, she would offer it grip-first to the newcomer, taking a sip of her milkshake as she did so.

From behind her, she heard the mew of cat and the bartender acknowledging an animal. Almost instinctively she tried to activate her helmet's ability to grant her panoramic vision, before remembering it was sitting on the counter next to her, and she'd just have to turn her head like a normal human being. Cute cat.