Don't move. [Lockon dashed into the kitchen, filling a small bowl with lukewarm water and grabbing a fresh dishtowel. Haro rolled in after him, and he quickly donned his communicator, long enough to call Lyle over the encrypted line.
That done, he returned to begin carefully cleaning the wet spot, and considering what to do besides hold the clean rag to the wound.] This kit has nothing for stitches, so Lyle is bringing something with him.