His hand pressed harder against his side, as though concealing the wound will make it disappear. He knows his injury looks bad, and it hurts like hell. Honestly, he's having some trouble moving. He doesn't know if the knife has punctured any of his organs, but he isn't going to bleed out. As long as they can make it back to the carnival he should be fine, right? After a moment he nods.

"I'm fine. It just hurts." he hopes Ginko will actually believe him, they really didn't have the time to argue over it. "I can use my psionics to make you light, so taking you with me won't be a strain."