"Sounds like this attack is right up your alley, then." He smiles and extends his own left hand, shaking Hellboy's hand and skipping the whole manly grip contest; he already knows who'll win. "Thank you. And thank you for your help, too. If you find any more wounded, I'll be right here waiting for them."

A hint of that wistfulness appears again. He's going to be a good boy and tend to his patients, but clearly he'd love to be out in the middle of the action. One day.