Black: Za-zamasu, I'm fine...*winces* Ouch...

Zamasu: Just stay still, though this might sting a bit. *cleans the cut on Black's face with alcohol*

Black: *seethes* Zamasu, stop, I said I'm fine.

Zamasu: No you're not, now keep still. *Cleans his other wounds*

Black: Zamasu, I said stop. Don't make me hurt you.

Zamasu: *finishes* I'm done now, so you can thank me.

Black: *sarcastic* Gee, thanks.

Zamasu: You're welcome.