Unclenching his jaw and spitting out the gag to the side, Mello only gave a weak grunt in response, leaning limply back against the couch as if barely able to sit up. Which was pretty much true, and even his stubborn pride was suffering from this ordeal because he didn't move, didn't speak for now, and simply let Fay handle it, choosing instead to just breathe. The bandages and gauze were in plain sight on the table, so there was no reason for further instructions. Unless it didn't stop bleeding soon--and this time, Mello was darkly certain he would pass out if they had to cauterize it on top of everything.