It could be difficult to fight enemies off with less than three hours of sleep, and so you decided to blame your lack of carefulness on that. Gale, on the other hand, didn't seem to agree, especially since now he had tasked himself with wrapping bandages around your wounded arms.

You could see the stress and worry on his face that had its own fair share of newly earned scars as well, but he didn't seem to give any cares for his own wounds. He was caring for you, and that's all that mattered.