"I'm... not too sure..." said Taro. The fast biter growled something at him. "Actually, dad... get the kids out of here. Apparently this is something they really don't want to see."
"What's he going to do?" Grandpa questioned, now even more worried. "He's not going to eat him, is he?"
Taro sighed at the common stereotype that all carnivores were out to eat everyone's children, or grandchildren in this case. "No... he's going to clean that wound out because it's got a lot of gunk in it. After that he's going to try and close it so it heals quicker," he explained.
"Oh..." Grandpa shuddered at the thought, and picked the two young females up to get them away.