[i]He opened one of his bandoliers, and pulled out what basic medical supplies he had. Medical tape and gauze wasn't enough. Tapping his tactical computer, he sent Wilson a message to rendezvous with them. Kneeling, he began to wrap her most serious open wounds. Looking to her hand, he sighed. [/i] "Wilson's on his way. I'll get you back to Doc, she'll be able to more properly treat you." [i]He said.[/i] "You know you did it, right? You killed Kyr." [i]He sounded relieved.[/i]