[He pointedly ignores that initial comment, adding nothing by way of verbal response, only flashing a sharp-angled smile which suggests he's well aware (or at least, believes) that he's in the right, here.
It's only once they have the remaining civilians squared away that he turns, his dispassionate gaze falling on the wounded infected, some of them still trying to drag themselves pathetically across the ground. There's the slight canine cant of his head, a moment of consideration, and then--]
I suppose it's possible. There's a place up ahead being used to corral the infected. There's a chance someone else will know a thing or two about treating their injuries.
[He and Arima had dropped off some infected there earlier in the night, and as for himself, he only knows how to cause harm, not to treat it. He doesn't, however, look overly concerned as to the specifics of the infected people's fate.]
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It's only once they have the remaining civilians squared away that he turns, his dispassionate gaze falling on the wounded infected, some of them still trying to drag themselves pathetically across the ground. There's the slight canine cant of his head, a moment of consideration, and then--]
I suppose it's possible. There's a place up ahead being used to corral the infected. There's a chance someone else will know a thing or two about treating their injuries.
[He and Arima had dropped off some infected there earlier in the night, and as for himself, he only knows how to cause harm, not to treat it. He doesn't, however, look overly concerned as to the specifics of the infected people's fate.]