>>13496402When you wake up, you find yourself in an empty, rather bland hospital room. Your clothes have been replaced with just a generic patient gown. You have no idea who carried you all the way here, but if you ever find out, you make sure to thank them, otherwise you'd probably freeze to death.
Even though it would be good to be honest with them, you really don't want to talk to your family about losing an arm and an eye during the mission, especially Rosa since you promised you'd be okay.
Seems like they haphazardly tried to cover the damage up with an eyepatch.
You're not alone though, a familiar recurring nuisance steps inside the room to attend to your needs, the highest of which being "HOLY SHIT I NEED MY ARM BACK!"
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u_FNw83T8CwIt's Dr. House, M.D.
Formerly one of the only two doctors in the entire Pokemon world, y'know since everyone else is a fucking professor, now that Clau is probably dead, he now carries the distinct doc title.
"Hello, Mr. Nate, I see that our paths have crossed yet again."
You rub your good eye, "Unfortunately."
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that. It's bad for my anger management. Listen Mr. Nate, they put me in charge of you, they put *me* in charge because I'm the only person in the entire world who's ever gone, ever SEEN, a medical school. They taught me to play by the rules."
Dr. House takes out a rule book from his bottomless coat pocket.
"I DON'T CARE ABOUT THESE RUUUUUUULES!" angrily, he tosses the book out of the window, and then limps his way over to you.
