Sebastian made a slight movement of discomfort when an irritated member of the bus slid past him to journey towards the front of the bus. He could hear the person yell for the driver to move, but the man wasn't budging until the bus was full. It shouldn't have been long since people were already doubling in each seat. The crying had subsided, relief now in the air that those who were in the bus were alive. They'd have to sob for their loved ones later. Right now it was about survival.
Normally, he'd try and play a guessing game about where the young man was injured, but he saw the blood seeping through the man's shirt on his right side. His blood must have been divine to the various infected because from the back door he could see them turning their heels towards the bus. Some could run and were already at the door while others groaned and shuffled towards the bus. "Looks like you've become quite popular."
Eyes seemed to settle on the stranger and Sebastian. They already had showed no humanity when it came to the poor young woman, so he wouldn't put it past them to try and kick out the young man should the think he was infected. "Relax," he told someone nearby who looked towards the stranger with cautious eyes. "Don't get your knickers in a not. He's not infected."
He returned his attention to the injury, not wanting to lift the man's shirt up without his permission. "That's a shame. On a good day I would do something that stupid." Not that he actually believed the man was an idiot. Shit happened. "Show me the wound. Be prepared for some half assed medical care since my supplies are limited and the people are moving like the god damn bus is on fire."