Shrugging, Jacob sighed, then laughed a little. "Just trying to repay ya the favor, but if you don't want it..." his voice turned flat to mirror her cold words. "I got more important crap to take care of." Going back to the injured people, he went to the woman whose arm he set. "Hi, I'm back." His voice was still coming out cold and flat, but he didn't bother to change it. "I'll take care of your arm right now, just hold still." Grabbing the spot where the bone had broken, he let a surge of energy flow into the wound, magically repairing her arm. "That there should do you good. It's not back to 100%, so you should still get it checked out later by a real doctor, but it'll move and work proper." 

Moving on to the next patient, Jacob silently wondered why he'd even bothered. [i] Guess I still feel like I gotta help people or some crap like that. Oh well, the therapists said it'd pass at some point. Long as I ain't drinking the pain away every night, I'd say I'm doin' pretty damn good.[/i]