[Wryly:] We'll call that human enough.

[He's seen worse, frankly. Mikotoba stands, grab some new wrappings to redress the wound, and sits back down across from Fukuda to get to work.]

The bandage and the healing, surely. Just continue to do what you're doing, Fukuda-san: you've done a great job at keeping it clean.

Now, is there anything else I can help you with while you're here?