[ Silco barely spared Lucien a glance, before he whipped his knife out from a pocket — the gleam of the blade making it obvious it's real — his one item that shrunk with him, and he cut the shirt into a long strip. The ripping is sharp in the otherwise still clearing, but Silco at least knows how to turn something into a bandage.

He's quick, too. It's not that he is a helpful, kind person, but Amos is useful, and they need everyone they can get during this Oracle hunt. Amos is one of the few that Silco can say for certainty that he would fight like hell. Maybe not for Zenith, but Yima herself. Silco himself is here because of his own reasons, of course — destruction of everything for revenge of —

The shirt ripped in the middle, and he had to start over.

Then, he handed the remains of the shirt to Lucien, and leaned forward. He peered at the wound on his neck. ] I can cauterize this.

It will hurt, though. It is up to you. Continued bleeding, or no?

You may want to look away, if he agrees. [ He says to Lucien. Hey, that's about the most kindness he'll show the kid. ]