Black is a good way to find someone. Injury is another, which means Chiron enters the medical tent with eyes fixed on clavicles and not much else. He stops only to pick up a few supplies he knows will be needed (bandages, water, washcloth, tweezers in case there is anything in the wound). The needle and suture is left aside for now, to be called upon only after inspection.

Chiron introduces himself with a brief nod, before placing the equipment he's brought along with him down to the side.

"How long have you been sporting this particular injury?" he asks. There's no going right into poking and prodding. Not yet.