"Damn," Ty chuckled, walking through the door and catching sight of Lindsey. "They got you good."
"Just shut up and fix it," Lindsey groaned.
"You should be nicer to me," the younger brother said, still chuckling. "Especially seeing as I'm about to save your ass."
Ty bent down next to Lindsey and placed his hand just above the first wound.
"Yeah, you're a real saviour."
Ty slapped the bullet wound on Lindsey's shin and smirked when Lindsey let out a cry of pain. "Watch it, bro."
Lindsey scowled, but fell silent as Ty went about healing each of the different wounds that covered his body.
"Neat trick," he breathed as it finished.
"Yeah," Ty shrugged. "I'm a collector, what can I say?"