[How did he just call him? It takes Iskandar a longer moment to realize that the blond hair boy is speaking of Waver. Odd. At least, he's conscious. It's easier that way.]

I already did. I'm taking him home.

[At least the frenzy is gone. Replaced by the most primal of emotions: fear. Eh...no surprising.]

After I drop you at the healer's house. One I know lives nearby and you need someone with more experience to deal with those. I swear I could have seen your ribs through those lashes.

[He says that as he ties last of the improvised bandages around Flat's chest. There's a weak scent of alcohol in the air.]

So you two know each other?