Tyler nods and reaches into his pocket, pulling out a chunk of wood.  "If it hurts it hurts, the thing has to get healed.  Besides, a little pain is nothing to compare with death like my poor companions." He said to her sadly.  He shooks his head and sighed.  "Do your worst," He said before sticking the chunk between his teeth and biting down on it.  It was a good trick for a wounded soldier.  If you were busy biting down on something, you would be able to make through large amounts of pain.  He had a feeling that this was going to hurt him a whole lot, and he didnt want to be screaming in pain the whole time.  That would be very bad for both of them if he did.