[The limits of his senses? Is Niles offering to try to cause him pain? Either way he removes the bloodied rag from his shoulder and grabs some cotton balls, stuffing them into the wound to block it up for now. He takes a wipe too, just to clean up his chest where the Thirium is starting to dry.]

If you’re offering to tear me open again, I’m gonna have to pass. It won’t cause me pain no matter how hard you try. You can get a better look, but you have to promise to keep your claws to yourself.