[ It's his torso that's cut and I will pretend she said torso. Natsuo pulls up the hem of his shirt, where fabric bandages like what'd been found in the tailor room has been wrapped around him, spots of blood in a line just above his navel that clearly shows the length of the cut, but not its depth and the fact that there's nothing really holding it together and that's why it'll keep bleeding so long as he's up and about. ]

There's no nurse around here, so it's just like this. As long as I keep the bandage on, it'll heal over, like a papercut.