"Oh no, it's not nothing at all!" Tamaki protested, tending to the wounded arm as gently as possibly. "In here, you have to be very honest about your injuries, or we can't help you properly."

This looked like it was a serious enough situation to deserve an opiate pain killer. After tying off the bandages, Tamaki retrieved one of the small white pills and offered it to the injured boy.

"This will make you hurt less. I have to look at your legs now, and it's probably going to hurt. Can you swallow?"