[He drew in a breath at first look, eyes widening slightly. Sure, there had been the blood and he knew he'd been injured, but- actually there in front of him was something else.

But he had a question to ask and a duty to perform. He nodded, edging forward some and rubbing his hands together.]

Yeah. I might not be able to heal it all the way, but we're taught something that'll at least help...

[He held his hands out until they were a few inches above the wound. After a moment or two of intense concentration, a soft light slowly built around his hands.]

You know, the other hunters say I'm an odd one too. [Half amused noise; attempt at humor?] I don't mind. I do what I do, and that's that.