[It's an interesting sight to behold. So many tools and weapons, his eyes skim over what he's certain is only a fraction before they move to the supplies themselves. He gives a grateful nod, keeping mind of the crate he'll need to sit on while applying the salve to his arms.]
Thank you, [he says, opening the small trunk to carefully take out both the salve and a few bandages. A blade to cut the bandage with comes as an after thought-only when he remembers he no longer has his razor claws.]
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Thank you, [he says, opening the small trunk to carefully take out both the salve and a few bandages. A blade to cut the bandage with comes as an after thought-only when he remembers he no longer has his razor claws.]