Shiro put on a weak smile. "Try not to sound so gloom. It doesn't fit you well." Shiro said as he placed his hand on his wound. Shiro's hand began to glow a bright white color. Soon it was apparent that Shiro was searing his wounds closed to stop the bleeding. Shiro grunted in pain from his wound, but not the heat itself. The smell of his burning flesh filled the area. "There I should be okay now." He said to Kasumi weakly.