Scratch... [Rather than laugh, he grits and bares his teeth to stop it.] Your entire... arm is... hanging off, idiot.

[There's some intense scolding in the narrowing of his eyes when Guren yanks the arrow out. Even if some hyper-powered demon bullshit is behind the regeneration, he doesn't think it's wise to eviscerate muscle or open a hole for more bleeding.] I don't... think you need a... fairy to do that.

Next time... if you're going to... kill me, do it... and get it over with.

[For a moment, his head turns away. He looks thoughtful, assessing maybe, and then his head turns back.]

If you can help get me up... I can.