"Ah... not bad," he says truthfully. It could have been worse, really. And his wounds aren't that bad. The cut on his cheek has been treated and doesn't look bad. It's the puncture on his arm that's hurting, and he's basically got a big divot in his skin there. It's wrapped up in bandages, but it's bled through by now, standing out bright red through the white sleeve of his shirt. He decides to be truthful, and pulls up his sleeve.

"This one's starting to clot finally, I think. I'm going to have a nice, manly scar," he teases, trying to soften the sight of it.