Pell hisses at the contact but lies still for the healing, watching Hakkai's face bathed in green light as he works. When he speaks his voice is weak but steady, almost clinical, like he's talking about a different patient other than himself.

"I don't think anything's broken... I'll just have to manage with the blood loss. There's this cut, and my right leg."

He wonders if this is what it feels like to others when he heals them. Sure enough, should Hakkai investigate, the blood staining his pant leg is from a tear on the back of his calf, the skin torn jaggedly from what looks like a bite.

"...Thank you."