The Medic had about five hundred years of eperience and even though he appered young and arrogant he was being cautious. "Hmm, better." He jumped onto her shoulders and pushed off sending her on a continuing course with the oppisite wall. He landed at the foot of Vrix's bed he turned and smiled, preparing for her next attack. He noticed a thin cut on his leg, barely a scratch, but it bled. "Better, much better, yes." He chuckled.