Bruce couldn't remember the last time he saw so much blood. It was everywhere and he almost thought for a second that it was beyond his medical abilities. Then of course his training kicked in and he immediately rolled up his sleeves, "Tommy's his name?" Bruce asks, unpacking the bag, "Keep talking to him. Keep him awake. I need to keep his heart rate steady, alright? Can you do that?" he was already preparing a painkiller so he could stitch up the wounds as best he could in the field before moving him. Without an ambulance, there was no time to waste.