He nodded. "Yes, just a moment." He got up and went to fetch them. Knowing his own track record, he was certain to have some nearby should he ever have to lick his own wounds.

He was gone for only about a minute, and he returned with a plethora of supplies in a plastic box. "May I?" he asked, as he set it down on the bed and opened it. He didn't seem to expect her to refuse. "I think you might pass out if you strain yourself any further."