Nitou doesn't really look like he needs a healer, not for a few scrapes and bruises. But he's wildly looking around the room, searching for something. He sort of jumps at the question from the old man. "Well...uh..." But there's really only one thing on his mind right now. "...have you seen Haruto anywhere?"

Even if he already knows what the answer's going to be, and that it's not going to be what he wants to hear.