He heard the door click open. It really was over, but Suzaku didn't make any move to get up or leave. Instead his attention was still on the man in front of him.

"I know how to dress a wound, though we might wish to leave this room first." Ignoring his own bleeding arm for now, pain thrummed through him but he pushed it aside stubbornly.

It might be that Caleb wanted to be far away from him and he wouldn't blame him, but it feels wrong to leave him alone right now, even if he can only offer his very basic wound care services.