Phoenix watched him, relieved that he didn’t look quite so feral anymore, but he wondered if the concentration it took to remove the shrapnel was a cause for concern. He remembered how effortlessly Tyki had been able to pass his arm through the wall a few months ago…

He slid out of the car a bit and looked around, briefly surveying the damage before he beckoned Tyki to kneel down in front of him so he could wrap the wound. “Do you think there are more?” he asked. “Maybe you can rest a while…”