[Who could be so cruel? Xingchen can't help feeling defensive; he would never restrain even the worst criminal in such a manner!

As Zishu relaxes, some of his fear eases. The wounds on his shoulders are the focus of his healing, but he can sense that more has been done to this poor man's body. Though it might be awkward, he inquires:]

I think you will need healing on a continuous basis to feel your best. I will not ask what has happened to you and neither will Zichen. He and I have endured enough to understand how deep wounds affect a person.

[Once he is content with the state of Zishu, he stands and offers the man his arms.]

I can carry you too if that would be easier.