[The laugh that slips out at that is tight, strained.]
Prob'ly...
[Honestly, he really doesn't look great despite his best efforts to seem otherwise. For all that there isn't a huge amount of blood on the shirt itself, the black fabric of his pants hides a lot... He at least seems to realize what Lark is trying to do, however, and shifts a bit to allow him more room to press that damp towel against the wound and try to soak the fabric loose.]
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Prob'ly...
[Honestly, he really doesn't look great despite his best efforts to seem otherwise. For all that there isn't a huge amount of blood on the shirt itself, the black fabric of his pants hides a lot... He at least seems to realize what Lark is trying to do, however, and shifts a bit to allow him more room to press that damp towel against the wound and try to soak the fabric loose.]
Just need a little rest, that's all.