Balthier was a blessing in this situation, because David's freaking out. That's just how life can be. The table is useful, and he's careful as he lays Jay on it on his stomach. Then he holds his hands out to create scissors with his powers. Time to cut these horrible bandages off so he can get what he needs.

"Balthier, we're going to need bandages. Can you grab my bag and start grabbing things out? Don't reach for the wound magically. I need to slow the bleeding until I can get him to understand the healing he needs."

Except... Except then Jay says the thing and David freezes. Just stands there, staring, hands frozen in the air. Did...

Did Jay tell them when the buses were leaving? Everyone had assumed it was Nimrod. Had Jay...

No. He can't deal with that now. He can't have Jay die. He can talk to Jay when the guy is stabilized. Because it can't be true.

"Jay, I'm going to be blunt here. You're horribly injured right now, and you're not thinking straight. But frankly, I'm from the future, I'm twenty-four, and I can tell you with certainty that he murdered us. He is killing us. And he convinced you to destroy a beautiful part of yourself and I refuse to let that stand."