Levi breathes a sigh of relief. She's alive. Alright. They can salvage this. He pauses a bit of a distance away at first, but as she doesn't look scared he'll head the rest of the way to her.

"I brought some help," he says, canting his head slightly at the two other guys trailing behind him, none of them looking as expected as if it's something he's ought to apologize for.

He kneels down to inspect her wound, pulling the bloodied cloth away and grimacing slightly. He's seen much worse, but it's certainly a good thing she called him for help when she did.

"What stuff?" He's not sure if she's referring to the storm tips, or whatever's he's doing now.

He's quickly cutting a beach towel into several pieces, soaking one in disinfectant that he snatches from Senku, and then using another small amount to clean his hands, a wonky looking needle and a stretch of thread. Then he folds up another towel piece into a roll and holds it out to her; no time to waste.

"Bite down on this. It's gonna sting."