Yeah, I'm... I'm real. [He drops his knapsack on the ground next to him and pulls it open. For a moment, his hand stalls, then jerks back to his side; he swears under his breath, and manages to actually reach in a moment later to get to digging around for what he needs.
His first impulse is to try and clean the injuries and stitch them up, but this is... a lot. Frankly, he's not sure how Tim is even alive right now - but, as long as he is, might as well try to help.
Ginko pulls the jug of water from his bag and turns to Tim again, gritting his teeth.] What happened?
[He's guessing it has something to do with the whole falling island thing, but. Just to be sure.]
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His first impulse is to try and clean the injuries and stitch them up, but this is... a lot. Frankly, he's not sure how Tim is even alive right now - but, as long as he is, might as well try to help.
Ginko pulls the jug of water from his bag and turns to Tim again, gritting his teeth.] What happened?
[He's guessing it has something to do with the whole falling island thing, but. Just to be sure.]