Giving up on licking the wound closed the rest of the way, the merman took one last look, satisfied that he had managed to close up the outer areas, at least. The top and side of the wound were back to normal, but the back was still bleeding and the bone beneath remained broken. The most he could do now was attempt to spit in the still-open part of the wound and hope that the saliva could do its work on its own. It felt a little less painful, anyway. 

Finally able to take his mind off the dulled pain for a bit, Runo stood and approached Shea, placing a hand on her arm and giving her a look of gratitude. The furred one didn't seem to understand that he had been trying to protect him just as much as the new female entity they had encountered, but the merman could appreciate that at least the scientist cared about the well-being of her companions. Even if she might have been told to turn them over as prisoners, he had a hard time seeing her as someone untrustworthy. 

For the kitsune, however, he flicked some of the blood from his shoulder onto his face. He decided that it was lucky that the significance of such an action in his culture would go unknown by him. 

Any further action was halted at the sound of another voice as yet another completely new entity entered the room. Pushing Shea behind him with his good arm, gently this time, he prepared himself to defend in case it showed any signs of aggression. Oddly enough, it only seemed to be trying to communicate, so he started to relax slightly. He looked curiously toward the hybrid girl as she seemed to be the only one to understand what had just been said.