[ As soon as Nen hears Vash call their name, the bubble of water above pops, drenching the sand around them. For all that's they're frantic and scared (for Knives), there's a sense of relief. Help is here.

Nen sinks to their knees in the sand and sniffs.

Then Wolfwood approaches with that cloth and Nen is quick to shuffle back, holding up their hands. ]

Don't come near me--my...my blood is toxic. I'm okay.

[ The nosebleed has run its course after a great deal of pinching, and though Nen's face and front look a bit worse for wear with black blood having gotten all over them, the damage is superficial at best. ]

Please look after Knives first--he protected me, and he got stung! And my blood...my blood got on him, please don't touch it.

[ If they have to pass things over to Nen, tossing is preferred; they're already primed to put up a wall of water between them and anyone else if they have to. ]

I think, I...I think the scorpions are poison--I'm sorry. I'm so sorry... Please help him. Please!