"It looks bad. I don't have any more potion, but I think there's some stuff somewhere in this world that'll treat it. A couple months ago I got beat up pretty bad, but it's kind of hard to tell now." He dug around in his belt that contained most everything he could ever need; too often was he caught on some adventure without any of his tools, so he was prepared now.
"I guess I don't have it. Are you sure it doesn't hurt?"