Jingyi had already taken to resignedly using an intact part of his inner robe's sleeve to daub at the blood, cleaning it off in a smearing way that at least highlighted he wasn't bleeding in an alarmingly quick manner.
"Are you checking my pulse?" he says, extending his hand, brow furrowed. "If we have any hot water and bandages we can take care of this pretty fast, I can work on healing faster later." One benefit to circulating his own qi, and a technique from the Lans. As long as poison and venom wasn't involved, he could handle this.
His tailtip thumps against the ground, keeping time to his thoughts and twinges of pain as he shifts, waiting for Ryo to do whatever he was going to do. He's gotta admit, he's curious. "Ugh, we're going to need so much salt to get the blood out... hey, do we have tubs back on the train? Or know anyone with a mending kit, I don't have one."
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"Are you checking my pulse?" he says, extending his hand, brow furrowed. "If we have any hot water and bandages we can take care of this pretty fast, I can work on healing faster later." One benefit to circulating his own qi, and a technique from the Lans. As long as poison and venom wasn't involved, he could handle this.
His tailtip thumps against the ground, keeping time to his thoughts and twinges of pain as he shifts, waiting for Ryo to do whatever he was going to do. He's gotta admit, he's curious. "Ugh, we're going to need so much salt to get the blood out... hey, do we have tubs back on the train? Or know anyone with a mending kit, I don't have one."