[Jake, you're being surprisingly nice again, dude. He nods.] I have to admit, you don't seem um... [like a team player...] -like someone who would want to live a life like that. Maybe you joined and quit?

[So yeah that hurt a bit more than bandaid pulling. He can't help small cry at that, hand going automatically for his now bleeding cut but he remembers what he's supposed to do and quickly- and sloppily- takes off his shirt completely. Normally he'd care more about not staining it but honestly wow he was bleeding a lot more now that it was unplugged this was freaking him out a bit.]

[He takes a breath, pointedly trying to calm down and not touch it at all.] J-just like a bandaid... [Hey, might as well joke because fuck this situation.]