Before anyone could a reply, a disembodied voice came from the group, it was soon noted to be coming from a den den mushi. The man although hidden began to give medical instruction on how to treat the burn, so at least he was being helpful as he hid somewhere in Eden's ship. Hertha replied by quoting her mother and Eden laughed a little bit, "Hertha, hey I can treat some wounds you know. Its not like getting struck by lightning is a normal thing, although in my case it probably is." He finished as he reminisced a bit about the common occurrences of his past.
As he was pointing he was a approached and knock down by the sniper, she grabbed her water and ripped a chunk off of his shirt, "Hey thats my favorite shirt." He said with a half-hearted pout. It had been a while since he got to spend time with actual people, so despite the burn on his chest he was elated. Happy to be social again and to make new friends, but his old crew flashed across his mind again and his expression momentarily changed from excited to deeply pained and distressed. He shook the emotion and the thought from his mind and realized that the sniper had just backed away from his face blushing which again made him laugh. "Yeah, I keep a first aid kit right on the inside of my cabin," he lifted his arm and pointed across the deck, the captain quarters right down there."