Shamal sighed, "No good, Hayato's a B." He he casually kept working, "I'll hook him up to an IV once I'm done."

It doesn't take him too long before he mends what needs to be mended, and cleans what needs to be cleaned to prevent infection, before finally stitching up the injury. Then he rummaged through his coat to pull out the IV bag and tubes, then looked around for somewhere to hang it up.

"Kid, get me a clothes hanger would ya?"