[ From the minute he closed the cuffs around James' arm, Will started a mental countdown in his head. It was based off an assumption of how much time they had before running the risk of the Soldier appearing, but it was better than assuming James would be okay like this indefinitely.

Will worked with a calm efficiency that suggested he had some experience with wounds. Granted, he was used to receiving them, rather than repairing them, but he'd seen the process performed often enough.

Okay performed by Hannibal but aside from the man's murderous leanings and specialized diet, Hannibal was a skilled doctor. ]

Does it have to be one or the other? [ Will returned the question, with a cheeky arch of his eyebrow before he turned his full attention to where he was starting to clean and prep James' abdomen for the bullet extraction. The antiseptic probably didn't feel so good. ]

It's like those candy bars. Some nights you feel like a bit o' rough and other nights you don't.