"Oh, that does sting," Haizea says nonchalantly as Garrot disinfects her wounds. It does actually hurt pretty bad, but she's not about to look more pathetic if she can avoid it.

"Ah, hang on one minute, before I forget," she says, then calls Fumicq. She points at her naginata lodged in the boardwalk some distance away and has them change it back into a brass knuckle, which she then slips into her pocket for safe keeping. It wouldn't do to leave her weapon behind, right?

"Alright," she looks at Terrence and nods, "do your thing!"