[His shoulders shaking with supressed laughter, he knelt down in front of her, knowing that from this angle, Malik couldn't see what he was doing. Examining the healing wound closely, he resisted the urge to claw it back open again and sat back.]

It looks pretty good. You haven't reopened it or anything. But it's still tempting fate. Do you need a drink or anything?

[Raizing his voice, he called back.]

Namu-kun, you're the one assuming we're doing something bad over here! Even I know you leave that stuff to private rooms or beaches.