...This isn't the sort of thing you try and hide, you idiot.

[Yet, even as he says the words, there's fondness to them. Concern, as well.

Kyouya takes out the small collection of tools he'd brought, though. He'd prepared, at least, for any minor injuries he found on deck. He also takes out two clove berries and puts them into Tamaki's hand.]

Chew.

[Natural anaesthetics.

He sets to cleaning the wound, using a damp cloth. Then, a paste of clove pulp is applied to the skin around the wound. Hopefully to numb it a little.]

This will hurt.

[The probe is not quite as effective as modern tools would be, but Kyouya does manage to extract the little ball, clean the area again, then wrap it carefully with bandages.]

T--There. [He won't admit to his voice faltering and seems barely aware of Tamaki's blood on his hands from dealing with the wound.] That... should heal alright.

[This was all far less jarring when it wasn't Tamaki wounded.]