Zelus shook his head at the way Nyri was behaving. He noticed that a good amount of red was starting to show on her top and once she passed out went to examine it. Breathing a small sigh of relief that it was just the wound reopening, he also felt a pang of grief since he was the one who caused it. When he requested people turn and not look while he treated the wound, because he was just going to pull her collar down a bit to access the wound. Something seemed off and when he turned, Zelus saw a man trying to stretch and crane his neck to try and peek down Nyri's shirt. Zelus quickly got up and punched the man in the face, breaking his nose. Zelus returned to treating her wound hoping to not disturb her as he applied kolto and a compress bandage. After finishing his treatment he removed his outer cloak; placing it on her like a blanket.  Returning to his seat afterwards in his combat vest and grabbing a piece of fruit to eat. After a few bites he fell asleep, exhaustion finally catching up from the running and spar. Surely they would come up with a plan on the fleet that Nyri could agree with, he would simply send a message to Tython letting them know he would be delayed.