Improvising a post order, if that's ok?
"Ugh... This is a pretty nasty one."
*He carefully looked at each wound, assessing how bad each one was. Three deep gashes were his main concern, with a few minor scratches here and there. The cut on his head was also minor. Head trauma was possible, but not as urgent as the rapid blood loss.*
"Looks like these are going to need stitches." *He rummaged sound in the medkit, looking for something to clean him up.* "Alright Nick, I'm just going to disinfect these cuts here. I wont lie to you, it's going to hurt." *He dowses one of the clean clothes with antiseptic and begins carefully wiping over the torn flesh.*
*He glances back over to Remy, and with his free hand, throws over another sealed pack of gloves.* "You might want to put these on. I'll need a hand with this."