Harry turned his head to watch him leave, not saying another word as he did so. When the door shut, Jalil snapped his eyes up and stared forward at Harry, brows lifting slowly as he stared at the remaining wizard.. but Harry was ignoring Jalil and moving towards the bed when Remus shifted and made that noise, moving to stand beside the bed as he looked over his arm. Harry lifted a hand to press it into his bare chest just below his neck, so he wouldn't be able to jerk up when he woke and hurt himself even further.
"Lupin." He'd been able to quit calling him 'professor' but still didn't like calling him Remus. "Would you get him a rag?" He lifted his eyes up to Jalil, and the darker man stared at him a long moment before he cleared his throat and turned to leave the room. While he was gone, Harry only watched Remus as he began to wake, holding his chest.. he knew that he'd probably jerk up when he remembered what had happened, and wasn't going to allow it.
Jalil was only gone a minute before he was back with a wet rag, and he moved to the other side of the bed and then leaned over to push the rag over his mouth, wiping the blood away. He didn't need to taste that on his lips when he woke up, either.