Rokuro maintains pressure until the guard's eyes slide shut. Thankfully, as he can see the movement of blood, beat of his heart, and other vital details, he knows exactly when to stop in order to prevent major permanent damage or kill the man... probably.

For all his insight into the bodies of others, Rokuro's knowledge of the human body isn't exactly on-par with modern medical standards. He would suggest leeches and attempting to balance your yin and yang before most other cures.

"We came all this way, and the guards are gathered at the other end of the perimeter. He won't be waking up for the foreseeable future. Roll him beneath the truck and we can pick him up on our way out." He looks up at Tech, right eye glowing softly in the dark. Not unlike the moon above.

A deep breath, steeling himself. Trying to look confident in such a way that Tech will also be confident in him. They haven't known each other long, and Rokuro has made so many mistakes, but he wants to prove he can be counted on-- needs to.

"I will do better this time. I swear to you."