Perhaps it was his training or just Noah's general temperament, but when faced with an emergency he stayed calm, collected and dealt with the matter in hand. Which right now was a shaken up kid with a bloody nose. He made it a general rule to keep ice-packs in the freezer - he wasn't getting any younger and his job was pretty physical at the best of times. "On it," he told Cisco with a nod as he delved in the ice-box and came back with a pack like an eye-mask. "This should help," he said as he eased it over his head and let the pack settle into it's natural position.
"Yeah, I'm not envying you your powers even slightly, kid," Noah agreed with a smile. "What else do you need? Paracetamol?" he offered resting his hand on Cisco's shoulder. Aspirin would just cause the blood to flow faster and that wasn't the best idea about now. He was keeping tabs on that too in case the time came for him to get the guy to an Emergency Room.
The mess? Seriously? "You stay put and don't move," Noah told him with a touch of amusement. "I'll deal with it and then we can get you comfortable and you can tell me what you think is coming," he didn't for a moment question Cisco's visions. If he needed one thing from Noah and Stiles it was to be believed. It took him all of a few moments to sweep up the cup and wipe up the blood and then his attention was back with Cisco. "How's the nose, kid?" he asked, wanting to hear that clotting was at least beginning to happen.