His tail, tucked over his lap, threatens to catch ablaze a few more times as his wounds were bandaged up, but each time it sputters out before anything can properly burn. He looks like he would rather be anywhere else as Elliot works but is... relatively cooperative! What a shock! He probably just wants to be over with needing help, given the kind of stubborn he is.
Its face scrunches up with disdain as Chance is mentioned, sticking out its tongue at being compared to the shark. Despite its apparently cooperative mood, it's still Telamon, so it huffs,
"So cruel to Telamon! Cruel and unusual, to compare it to them!!!"
As Elliot finishes up, Telamon.. immediately begins to pick at the bandages, uncomfortable, far too aware of how they pressed against it!!! It makes a show of using its free hand to physically pull away the one that's starting to pick, and instead place it on its dress, which it begins hastily putting back on. There's nothing to see, but it's still a degree of vulnerable that it'd rather be in for as little time as possible.
"...this sucks! But it's! ...better than bleeding out, he supposes."
He stops and stares, visibly rolling Elliot's offer to talk about what happened around in his head before he reaches out for his cloak, pulling it over his shoulders to cover the open back before chirping, as cheery as he can possibly make himself,
"The offer is... appreciated, but there's nothing to talk about! Telamon was caught off guard, that's it! He'll come by when necessary, though!"
....of course. It's Telamon, after all.