Convinced he couldn't really leave the wounds like this, Laharl got to his feet. "Oi just... stay there. I'll be back in a minute."

Not waiting for a reply, Laharl disapeared from view. He wasn't gone terribly long, as he'd said. Apparently he'd ventured into the hotel and relieved them of a sheet. They'd get over it. It was a hotel. They probably had hundreds of them anyways.

He plopped back down beside Vyers and started to rip the sheet into some strips.