I already had a medkit and everything there to fix up my wounds. I laid my hand down and saw how burnt it was; part of my skin was black and bleeding. It hurt like hell, especially when I tried to touch it. I got to work quickly, defecting it and wrapping it up. While doing this, I noticed Vincent peeking into my room and watching. I continued my work, pretending I didn't see him. I could tell that he was hungry, probably because of the blood on my hand. After I finished wrapping my hand, I turned towards the door. The door shut quickly, and I gave a small chuckle. "I could see you, ya know."