"Why would I make you pay me with anything?" Lorne looked down in time to see Ehmoi wipe his now filthy hand on the floor, leaving a streak of dark filth on it.
"Was that in the water?" He peered into the bucket, which was starting to cloud with red. His expression grew more concerned, that hoof had been bleeding steadily for a while.
"Listen, I have some med supplies back on my ship. I'm going to go get them, will you be alright for a few minutes?"