Epsilon's frown leaves deep furrows in the bark around his mouth and eyes, a strange visual effect--he knows exactly what Ginko is doing because he would also rather not focus on his own injury. Although he certainly understands Ginko's motive is a bit different, there is an equal argument that the shared nature of its origin means Ginko's injuries are much more Epsilon's business than his own is Ginko's.

It may be for the better that Ginko diverts the topic back to Faust's presence, or the two of them would no doubt have their hands all over each other, arguing about whose injury demands more attention right now.

His frown fades and the corners of his mouth rise into a faint, thin, sad smile. His long lashes make it hard to tell if it reaches his eyes.

"I'm sorry about the surprise. We're all on edge, perhaps."