Shoot the Messenger

As they entered the infirmary Remi leaned down to pick something up; Sam assumed it would be the bandages for his hands. When he saw the pen he frowned, confused. The request that came with it was even stranger, and Sam frowned at Remi as he whispered a little confused 'what?'. But he was far too exhausted to object, so he obliged. He did hold up his hand slightly because it just felt like the right thing to do, then tried to do the same as he had when shifting; imagining the pen coming into his hand in his mind and trying to make it reality. At first it only shook a little in Remi's fingers, then suddenly all at once it zoomed into Sam's hand...right into his cut. He flinched and dropped the pen where it clattered on the floor. "...O-ow. Um. N...now can I have the bandages? So..sorry I...I'm not really c-concentrating.." Samuel This time I might just disappear