[There’s a jolt of panic when he tears off his bandages, but Aubrey’s hardly reached forward when the steam engulfs them. She leans back, startled, but doesn’t otherwise move away.]

Y-yeah, yeah, ah… [Waving at it a little doesn’t do much for visibility.] Hold on....

[It’s a bit of a blind grab, but Aubrey knows where she tied it and it’s not hard to discern skin from fabric, much as both (and her hands, still) are caked in blood. She fumbles with it.
[Shifts it again.
[And when that doesn’t work (it’s so… tight....) she just pries the whole thing off, curling it down off the limb.]

Sorry if this hurts. [Genuine, if still distracted-sounding. Aubrey tries to be careful near the stump.] Titan thing, again?