"You are most welcome." Taking the handkerchief, Manzana will carefully wrap up Attila's injured hand. Making sure it was covered enough, and securely he nodded to himself. Slipping his hands away, he stepped forward.

"There, how does that feel?" He questioned. "It should hold until we reach home."

It's been a while since he had to bandage himself up, so he wasn't sure if he had done it too well on a complete stranger. Manzana could trust Attila to be honest, given the factor they were both forced to be at that very moment.