[Felix frowns deeply, but he's not shaken by it. As a mercenary working alone, without a healer backing him up, he's at least had to patch himself up a few times. Sure, he was trying to die, but getting slowed down by infection or blood loss didn't seem conductive to that.]
[He presses a clean part of the towel against whatever's bleeding excessively, even getting the blood pooling in the scarred-over socket, then holds Niles still with a rough grip while wrapping white bandages around the wounds.]
no subject
[He presses a clean part of the towel against whatever's bleeding excessively, even getting the blood pooling in the scarred-over socket, then holds Niles still with a rough grip while wrapping white bandages around the wounds.]
Good, you finally shut up.