[ Amos coils the whole wire around one of his hands, blood staining his skin, before gently putting his free hand on top of Mako's, putting pressure on his stomach himself as he motions for the sink. He's letting himself sag a little against the wall, breathing deep as he looks at her, softer than he usually is. ]

Clean up. I'm okay.

[ He grabs some more paper towels, adding them to the others, already soggy with blood. ]

I didn't notice it, no. Still feel like it's the kind of shit you do notice, when there's something crawling under your skin. But I didn't think we could travel outside the solar system until I ended up here.

[ So what does he know. ]

Ever had anything like this happen?