[ It's easy to forget when surrounded by heroic spirits, and occasionally even mages, that being stabbed is unpleasant no matter where it happens. Ai is just an ordinary woman, but more than that, well... it was always clear to Oberon what had happened to Ai before this, whether he likes it or not. ]

...of course not.

[ Damn it, he didn't think he'd ever actually have to use this shit after he finished teaching it to someone else. It's a good thing she wasn't actually stabbed where she's holding her hands, she'd have bled out faster than he could do anything.

His clawed hand is covered in her blood, but it's slowing down. He can't do anything about it hurting like hell, but her body is slowly stitching itself back together. ]

You're such a fucking pain...! I went through all that trouble and you still got hurt!? Then you start whining and acting like you're gonna die... god you're annoying...!!

[ His tone, that gutteral growl in his voice, are betrayed by the look of panic and desperation as he closes her wound. It'd be a lie to say he's not pissed as all hell right now, but... it's not her that he's angry at. ]