Dreadwind is slumped in one corner of the medbay, he looks to be in pretty bad shape, his chest is wrecked, there's a nasty cut on his upper right arm which goes right down to the servos. The most disturbing injury however is to his faceplate it is melted and distorted into an almost feral snarling visage and then looks like it's been dented too, unfortunately though, even with the neglect he seems to be on the mend. Vortex follows the injured like a fly drawn to honey. People in pain? Oh this should be fun. "Hmm. Let's see who got injured today." he chuckles. "So many. What happened?"