In his world it would heal likely instantly. Only Innocence could make wounds crawl and scar. Thankfully Allen and his band of Exorcists weren't here for that. Right now his hand is hastily wrapped with a piece of a very nice shirt torn at the corner.

He would be terribly amused to know that Zangetsu was the only problem. He's only vaguely aware that he ate someone's arm from someone's rough recap of stuff he missed while he was down in the Underbelly of the Manor.

"Zangetsu's not a problem to me. I trust him as a friend and well deserved companion." Zangetsu and Tyki had a way of balancing each other out. It was fun with him around.