[Espy]

HAYATE

He blinked in confusion. "It's almost like you're a Flame Skull yourself," he accidentally thought out loud. "I...suppose I should thank you agai--"

His face flushed red, not in anger, as Maki derided him from the couch. "I don't have much immunity as he do," he muttered quietly.

"Er, wait." He swooped down on a small pair of scissors, quickly trimmed the singed tips of his hair, washed it, and replaced it into the first aid kit, then stooped to help Roland gather the bandages.