[ That's a lot more complicated. Klair has a nice, regal kingdom of dragons to rule back in Dalmasca, and Gareki is not what anyone would classify as dignified company. Plus, Gareki would have to move there nearly year-round to deal with all the general mayhem that erupts in that part of the world –which he keeps putting off because he'd see his friends and family even less than he already does if he did. It's been on his mind for a long while now.

He's about to answer he when he notices Megumi stops. He quickly circles to her front to observe her, one finger poking her in the stomach. ]

I doubt that's your regular moon pain. You were all fussy over me getting a few minor scrapes when you probably had it worse.

[ His hands move to her shoulders to force her to sit as he tries to raise her shirt. ]

I can roll it for you in bandages and whatever salves you have on hand. Should be better than bleeding your whole way back to Camelot and passing out. You know I'm not gonna carry you there.

[ He may have limited experience in actually dealing with wounds, but he's patched up an injured leg or two in his day. Or tried to. Mostly, the men he patched up had complained about being "too tight" and "not in the way Gareki would enjoy." ]