Glitch lifts his arm helpfully, letting Wyatt clean the gunshot with a minimum of fuss except the occasional hiccup gasp of pain as the infection is irritated by touch.

He doesn't feel clean. "I went for a swim. And found some trees. There was lovely pomegranates."

Which probably explains the red hands.

"First? Before what?" He looks at the food. "Ooh, that smells nice. Wyatt, you need to eat, you look awful."