"I can stop the bleeding, but that's all I can do. He's going to have to heal up on his own, but it'll be quicker than it would be for a normal person." That was said more to Harry, because he had been able to figure out (pretty easily) that this version of Harry was quite attached to the werewolf. And true to his word, he was removing that t-shirt, then smoothing his hands along flesh, slowly stopping the bleeding as he went along. But once his shoulder and arm were done, Sirius was moving down to remove the jacket from the lower part of the boy's body, glancing over him quickly, down over his thighs, to his knees, then he replaced the jacket and looked back up to Lupin's face. "He'll be alright." A quiet observation, but he was staring at the fresh blood around his mouth, stark against his white teeth.