So he could only pat the young man in front of him, "Young man, I'm in a hurry, could you switch seats with me? I'm willing to offer a reward."
The young man, annoyed by the shoulder pat, turned around, cursing, "What's the hurry? Am I not in a hurry too? The Mechanician I found earlier didn't attach my prosthetic properly, and I'm injured right now... Dammit, are you freaking bleeding?!!!"
Gerard looked down at his abdomen again and said indifferently, "It's alright, it's just a minor wound. Since you're not willing..."
"Willing, willing, I am very willing! Please, come ahead of me instead of possibly dying behind me. That would be frightening."
The young man quickly let Gerard move ahead and placed himself behind Gerard.
Gerard thanked him, then overheard the young man muttering behind him, "But what if he dies in front of me later?"
But soon the young man didn't have to worry anymore because Gerard tapped the shoulder of the person in front of him.
"Hello, miss."
