[At this point a lot of what they're saying is going over his head. Min zones out, nodding as though he's listening while they discuss... whatever. It actually takes him a moment to realize Lily's talking directly to him, but at least once it registers he's cooperative. He stops nodding to pull up his trouser leg, hissing sharply as the fabric catches the wound on the back.]
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I'm okay. Just need... warm.