In Wes' short life, he had learned that if things could get weirder, they very often would. He had expected to leave here alone, making his merry way to whatever was next, but now this guy was barging in and asking questions like he was the one that deserved answers. It was baffling, but Wes didn't find himself irritated by it. He had, after all, been waiting for something to happen, and it had landed right in his lap like a tiny gift from heaven.

	What he was less jazzed about was the fact that this newcomer here was helping out the lady he had just gone through all the effort to get rid of, and that it seemed to be working. Though she made some obvious noises of discomfort, the magic slowly stitched her arm back together like she was a doll. It was rather grotesque, but fascinating to watch all the same; this was the kind of thing Wes had missed out on during his upbringing, for sure. The blood-licking was kind of nasty, but he had seen worse.

	"From the way you seem, I'm sure you know what it's like to be a wanted man," said Wes, now uncertain about who to aim the gun at. The woman was still taking her time after her recovery, but he had no doubt in his mind that she was thinking something nefarious for herself - or was she? She had already chickened out on the arm, so who was to say she wasn't going to on actually going through with what she was here to do? At his feet, however, the man was stirring, and Wes gently placed his foot on the back of his head, not yet applying pressure, but enough to make his presence clear. "I was minding my own business until these two came along, and now you, Mr....? You here for me, too?"

	The woman, now over the brief moments of pain and regaining some of her sanity, suddenly decided it was a good time to regain some of her courage. 

	"Wesley Lan is a wanted man by the Disciples," she said stiffly, though her voice was hoarse. "You will not get involved." She was too weak to lift any limbs, but she had to immobilize the new threat in case he somehow took his own revenge upon Wesley, and so she focused her mana hard, trying to neutralise that of Nemo and Wes. She, too, could see the stirring of her partner - it was only a matter of time before he came to as well and helped her level the playing field.