Daniel didn't care about his shirt. He cared more about the ruined flesh beneath. He didn't have any other clothing with him, but it was no matter. The gauze was painful, but adrenaline had pumped in and was taking over. He stood up slowly as Ashling helped him and he leaned against her. They were the same height, so he leaned into her and walked slowly as he was guided along.
He could stay awake. He would stay awake. "Thank you."