"I understood like, one outta three sentences there. You come with a translator or somethin'?" 

The [s]reformed(?)[/s] delinquent didn't mean to come off defensive, but under the circumstances it wasn't hard to see why he might've. Bandages were easy to understand, though, and Daisuke nodded his head in thanks. Benkei walked, without any external prompting, across the battlefield towards where the two students had been coming from when the shit hit the fan. The representation of the long dead warrior monk sidestepped fallen pizza bots from Hell where necessary, grabbing Daisuke's backpack with one hand and bike with the other before beginning his return trip. The bike was deposited next to the teen, supported by the same hand that had carried it, while the Persona held out the backpack for Daisuke to take. The monk got a nod, too, while Daisuke fished his water bottle out and pulled off his [i]thoroughly[/i] ruined shirt.

First off, a splash of cold water helped wash the blood off his face. It wasn't exactly comfortable, but he wasn't going to be able to go anywhere looking like he did. Same went for the wounds on his back. The motions were almost automatic, like he'd had plenty of practice, which was a theory backed up when he pulled a few smaller bandages and a small bottle of alcohol out of a side pocket of the bag. He tore off a piece of the ruined shirt to soak up some of the alcohol, wincing faintly when he dabbed it across the abrasions on his face and back. 

"Thanks for the help," He continued while covering the abrasions on his face with the bandages from the bag, and starting the process of wrapping bandages around his torso to cover the wounds on his back. He tossed the roll back to the new guy once he was done, knocking back what looked like a generic painkiller from a bottle in his bag with a swallow from his water bottle. A plain t-shirt went on once he pulled it out of his bag, backpack looped over the shoulder that felt a little less shitty. He really, really hoped he still had a spare uniform shirt. "But who are you?"