Yoko shrugs a bit. "Ain't nothing wrong with that. The navy dog used to think I was possessed. Cuz I would laugh at his attempts to break me. It was painful but still I laughed. Dunno why..." he smiles a bit at the thought. "Still burning yourself is a bit over the top don't you think?" he says. "I mean there is a difference in pain delivered unto you and self mutalation." he says with a smirk. "Alright. I will." he walks over to him. Taking off the strip and looks at the hand. Pulling the man over to the table. Finding that lotion or cream or whatever it is it would sooth the wounds. It looked like aloe to him. Rubbing it all over the stripping and smiles. "This should be aloe. Either way even if it isn't and it stings serves you right for burning yourself." he says. Wrapping the hand several times. Tying it off in way that it was unnoticable. "I had to tend to my own wounds." he explains. Informing him how he knew what the hell he was doing.