[Pierce was not interested in having anyone concerned for his injuries, and he was well used to the Soldier's reporting style by now. If anything, this finally felt a little normal, though the scent that wafted from the other man was still so potent that he could have gagged. It was why he made the Soldier sit at a bit of a distance, and it annoyed him greatly that so little thought was given to personal hygiene here.]

You will continue with that arrangement with both, checking in and offering information that you have me captured and contained. [He wiped at his face, pulling out a shard of glass and turning it so that he could investigate the gash on his cheek. It would require sutures.]

When was the last time you bathed, ate, slept and changed your clothing?