Raistlin fades in and out of consciousness, muttering things that won't make any sense to Guts. At one point he rouses long enough to open unseeing eyes and say, quite clearly:

"Don't forget to disinfect the wound, Caramon. If I sicken and die from infection, it will be your fault entirely."

Then his eyes slide close again, and his chest begins to rise and fall in the steady breaths of sleep.