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"Oh dear god had shown his mercy. Sir? What's your name? Stay awake no matter what, I am the priest here." The priest's delicate but dexterous hands worked their wonders. "That's right keepthe pressure on, you are experienced in treating your own wounds?" Seeing what the man had been doing on his own, he glanced at him with mild interest but soon was focusing all he had on the wound. He cut away the bloodied shirt and removed the waistcoat, his frown deepening when he could see more of the degree of damage. "You could remove your hands now...." he said lifting one of the large palms, and wiped away the blood oozing out so he could give a proper assessment of the situation.