[ Kaldur's hands go up, placating, though still closer to his waterbearers at the sudden movement of the other. After the flinch, his focus is on the injury, mentally trying to think of the quickest way to get the other to safety and healing. ]

Peace. I am Kaldu'ahm, of Shayeris, better known as Aqualad on my world. [ He looks to the other's hand again, his face filled with concern. ] You are injured; allow me help you.

[ The water in his pack is fresh, newly-refilled from a stream, but instead of directing it with his waterbearers, he dips a cloth in the cool water and moves forward, offering it outward. He knows enough first aid for this, that the burn ought to be covered quickly, and medical attention sought immediately. ]