[ Welp. That works. He'll flick the knife out and sigh. ]

Thanks, I guess. What a mess. I knew it would be a bad idea to just bolt outside de perimeter. War 101, mon. De enemy captures you, dey gonna have defenses. Why de heck dey actin' like dey're our friends, I dunno. But dis just proves dey ain't.

[ ... All right. Tearing up his shirt to cover up the wound and staunch the bloodflow with a fresh bandage. ]

'E taken care of.