Something something science and medicine, yes, indeed. They're second degree according to the podcast. He holds as still as he can, unsure if he can move while Bashir works or not and deciding to err on the side of caution until and unless told otherwise.

"Effectively," he answers, again not liking the whole 'magic' thing but knowing that to someone uninformed of the specifics of the entity cosmology that's basically what it is. They are rather uniform, with clean edges bumping up against the protective 'aura' of clear skin around the tattoos on his joints the way that many burns aren't. "I was fighting a cultist."