"No problem," said Heiji. "I mean, you're Hershel's relative and all. And ya seem like a pretty okay guy."

The bandages. Were making crunching sounds. Worse, he couldn't actually see the state of the wound very well with all the dried blood. He glanced over at Hershel.

"I don't think it's infected, but I can't really tell all that well. You got a rag? Somethin' you won't miss?"