Kaz is silent, watching Jesper as he strips down. Taking in the way he handles himself, the way he moves, not flinching away from the nudity - such as it is - but not leaning into him either as he comes closer.

He stays quiet though, listening intently though. So when Jesper gets to that last part, Kaz moves suddenly. His hand, bloody and bruised, catches the other man's hand and gives it a tight squeeze.

"I would never ask you to. I never want you to do that for me." Not because there might not be times he might need to be healed, but because he needs Jesper to understand he wouldn't ask that of him. They had both lost a family member that had meant the world to them, and he wouldn't expect Jesper to take that chance for Kaz's sake. Even if he threw him into life and death circumstances often. Never in the same way as his mother's death though.

"Besides, it would be a waste of my last couple of hours to come out of it all healed."