Ya ain't gotta worry 'bout me dyin'...I jus' wanted t' make sure ya were alright. I didn't wanna hurt ya like I did an' I'm sorry for that.

[ His shoulder and chest are still marred by bite marks, healed over enough to be scabby and no longer bleeding, but not healed to the extent Izō's wound is. Ryouma doesn't seem too bothered by them; they still hurt, yes, but it could be worse. If he keeps healing them, there will be nothing left soon enough.

That might be for the better. ]

Jus'...Come back here, please. Or I'll go lookin' for ya again. [ He laughs quietly. ] Ya ain't gonna get rid'a me that easily...