Shit, he was letting himself get distracted. Tuck was in pain; the rest of it would wait. Stutely dragged over the first aid kit and began sifting through it. His hand had just closed around a box of ibuprofen when the knocking started.
"That'll be Scarlet," he said, at about the same time that Scarlet called out and confirmed it. Stutely pulled himself up and went swiftly to the door.
"He's on the couch," he said, rather unnecessarily, since Scarlet had been on speakerphone the whole time. "You go ahead, I'm gonna get him some water."