( When he nods his head to the space down the bench a little, Alex mentally shrugs, taking a seat. People've been injured here for a variety of reasons, but the best she can see to it is making sure they have access to the means of helping themselves out. )

Hmm? ( She blinks, attention pulled back from her rumination while staring at his foot, and lifts to look at him properly again. ) Oh, with all this?

( She vaguely gestures to one of her arms. )

I'm happy to listen if you want to say, but it's not anything I need to know.

( Respecting people's privacy and experiences is the least she can do, no matter how visible they seem to be. )