When his wrist strap starts beeping, he rolls his eyes. "Tosh, this could be Jack. Actually, wouldn't be anyone but. Hopefully he's nearby and can help sort this..." he's waving his gun in the direction of the med bay. "Can you keep them covered a sec?" Still pointing the gun in their general direction, he steps aside to listen to the message, which makes him eyeroll again. He hollers over his shoulder. "NO ONE leave this area...I'm going to meet Jack. With a cart, apparently. The things I do..."