[Thancred turns at his exclamation, and... Well, needless to say, he does not expect the sight that he is greeted with. Poor guy.]

And here I thought I was the unlucky one.

[You know, after being pulled to yet another world without his say and all. Truthfully, he also debates the advantages and disadvantages of being incapacitated at the moment, but that is certainly not a choice that he would make for someone else, at least in this situation. It'd be best to avoid all of that.

He sets the gunblade down for a moment, however, and instead reaches into his coat for a smaller, much more reasonably-sized knife. It might be a little messier this way, but this was an operation that required precision.]

No sudden movements, alright? I know my way around a knife, but I take no responsibility should something happen to your face.

[That's only half-comforting?? Still, he reaches for Percival's shoulder to help steady him for good measure, and without even so much as a countdown (like a bad tank), he slashes swiftly at the offending jellyfish in one clean strike.

Should he be successful, hopefully Percival's handsome features remain intact.]