Glad to see that Luke was offering up a favor in return for what Leon had done for him, Guy couldn't help smiling. Not that either of them was going to see it, but that wasn't the point. Even though it was in a small way, he was still always pleased when he was given signs of how far his friend had come. A few years back, he would have never imagined that Luke would be so quick to want to repay someone. He'd been entitled; he'd been a brat. But he'd grown out of it.

When Luke started to explain, Guy let out a small sigh and nodded. "It seems pretty likely that it was a patient. Luckily, the fire isn't spreading and we're pretty sure that no one got caught in it." Once again, he didn't bother going into the details of how he knew that. He wasn't going to dump that onto someone so young.

Wanting to make himself useful in some way, Guy moved to collect Luke's sword and then grabbed a sheet off of the unused bed to wrap it in. He wouldn't have done so without asking under other circumstances, but he knew that everything was replaced here. Once the blade was wrapped up neatly, he walked over to Luke and handed it to him. "Here you go." This would do until he fashioned something for the hilt, in any case.