Oh, that's nice of him. Elizabeth wrinkles her nose a little, but then sighs with a little huff and turns so that he can bandage her arm. Maybe she's a little cautious in how she does - it's really improper for her to let him do it, or at least, she feels like it should be, but then again, none of this is normal. It's been such a long time since anything felt normal.

"They're quite useful in a firefight. They don't sustain bullet wounds, after all," Elizabeth says, watching Meyer work. "I hope it isn't too awfully strange to you."