[OOC: We'll do a little and I'll ping you on plurk when we're done.]

Shit, shit!

"Blood loss. Fuck, we're running a shock risk. Shit. Balthier, I'm going to talk you through stopping the bleeding as best we can, but he needs a transfusion."

And given David's type O (because of COURSE he would be), he's got to act fast.

"Damn you, Jay, don't you die on me. I have a lecture I have to repeat to you by memory for doing this. One you might need to hear more now than you did on Krakoa."