[Davesprite seems to remember the wound once Nill places her hand on him. He does his best not to flinch and pretends to just be vaguely interested in it.]

No big.

[The Davesprite on the ground takes a moment to coil up like a kicked puppy, rubbing his neck. The alpha rolls his eyes behind his shades a little.]

Rebound effect from dying in that dystopia we got dragged into, I think. Not really sure. There's another feathery asshole, but he's too scared of his own shadow to move passed the apartment. Its a pretty cool story. But then there's this asshole--

[He gestures with his bleeding arm -- this time he flinches.]

Id offer to get rid of him, but I don't know how.