Heiji did so carefully, sliding both jacket and shirt off and folding them neatly onto the park bench. The jacket he left on top, in case Snake wanted to fashion it into a sling. Then he applied the compress to Snake's shoulder. His fingers lingered on the top of the compress for just a second or two longer than necessary.

He'd brought something else back, too -- a big swatch of bright red cloth that he tore into a long, wide strip. He touched it to Snake's hand and paused; if Snake wanted to use it for a sling, it might work better than the jacket. He wasn't sure how Snake would fashion one for himself, but Heiji wanted to give him the opportunity if he though he could manage it.