Pratt sits up, holding onto his bleeding hand and glaring at Blackbeard the whole time. He'd give a sarcastic salute of his own if he didn't think he would probably get blood in his eyes. But at least he doesn't say anything, instead focusing on staunching the bleeding, which is surprisingly hard with only one hand to do that with. Huh, they didn't cover that in his medical training for Search and Rescue.

It's fine. He'll make do.

Until next time Captain of his Captain.