He paused at the sight of the other, the blood and bruises had panic spiking through him as he came closer. Shaking his head slightly at Jim's words. "No, boss. I came to help you actually." He assured him softly. Biting his lip, he kneeled slightly to peer at him with concern.
"What the hell did they do?" He questioned, not thinking of it as some game like the older criminal likely was. Muttering under breathe about killing the goons who'd done it as he reached out to help him up.