[ By the time Tony exits the cell again, Lucanis has gotten what he needs, standing upright once more. Already he's reaching for a pouch at his belt, a length of bandages being quickly unrolled. There's something sticky and astringent-smelling on the underside of them. ]

Let me see your arms. We'll have time to tend to them properly back at the villa, but we shouldn't linger here. We'll stop the bleeding, at least, and the elfroot will help numb the pain.

[ There's no room for argument, the words gentle but firm, as he gestures for one arm at a time. ]