The piece of leather was returned with only a slight indent.
"I'm a tough cookie," He said, smiling at her and pressed his hand over the stitches. Better work than what he'd been expecting and he regretted his snappy words earlier. Yuuki sighed and gave her a nod, "Thanks, Doc."
Finally Yuuki stood up and looked down at himself, offering her a kind smile. He gestured to his torso, covered in tattoos. "That was nothin', I've had far worse than that." And it prove his point he reached his arms up high only to quickly whip them back down, holding the stitched up wound, "Okay, bad idea." He gasped out, wincing, "I'll be fine. Are we done? Can I put my shirt back on?"