“Tara do you have a bandana or something in your pockets?” [i]The teenager asked the woman who was with him.[/i] “Yeah...” [i]She said with a sigh, before retrieving a clean bandana from the inside pocket of her jacket, and tossing it to him. The teenager quickly set about wrapping it over her wounds, basic field treatment, but not much else. He couldn’t do much else with her in the exo.[/i] “Can you walk? We can get you inside somewhere or maybe to a hospital or something.” [i]He offered.[/i]