"Ah, thank you." He hurries into the tent, cradling his bad arm. He doesn't want it to get crippled permanently, but he really wishes they had more in the way of magical healing available right about now.

He stops beside Ginko, his finger absently rubbing the charred leaves to test how dry and flaking it is. "If there isn't much time, just bandaging it until it can be cared for properly should be fine. I believe it's only the burn."

The burn on, like, his whole arm.