*Lays back down and rolls onto my side*
"Gun... shot... wound?"
*I sit back up and rub my eye, yawning sleepily and looking at TFV, slowly focusing*
"Eh?! Gun Shot!"
*I stand up quickly and flick my cloak dramatically while walking over to TFV bringing pillows and blankets with me*
"A belt... and a handkerchief..?"
*I drop the blankets and pillows, unpin my cloak, removing it and tearing a large section of cloth from the thick cotton fabric before laying down beside TFV*
"When it is time to redress your wound we'll use my cloak. It's probably a little dirty, but that handkerchief probably is too."