Injuries?! So perhaps it has to do more so with where he is; this triage. Faux, gives a quick glance around his surrounds, only finding the vaguest of similarities to a medical area. Though he sees no equipment nor any personnel to fit the description either. If he's breaking some rule, it would be prudent not to do so so early on. And he wouldn't want to hang out in any kind of medical areas if possible anyway.

After the red haired program's insinuation though... that he was just gonna strip? Faux blinks at that.

Faux eyes the blue version of the clothes piece, frowning. No would be an understatement. "Anything trying to melt my circuits off, does not fit the definition of clothing." He adds with a slightly airier tone, "But at least I would be in the right place for that mess, if it had."