In James's opinion, need was very much the right word. Because he has a question for him, an important one - a very much time-sensitive one. Need seemed like the right word in the circumstance.

He's back in just a few moments, armed with his wand and some bandages. There's fear on his face, real and serious worry, but he's doing a pretty decent job at masking it.

"C'mon, Scor. Let's staunch the bleeding, then we'll get you to a healer right away. Alright? Look at me, okay?" There's just so much blood.