Oh so comforting. But good enough. Well, under normal circumstances, not even slightly good enough, but these are not normal circumstances. If they were, he wouldn't be doing this.

"Just for a little while," he answers. "Or it might just make you a little bit loopy, I don't know your tolerance. But trust me, I'm not letting you walk anywhere right now anyway."

He sets aside the kit, then takes Daniel's arm and folds up his sleeve. This all feels highly unsanitary, given they are both covered in salt water and dirt and blood, but as long he cleans the skin and the needle... And also, that piece of rebar wasn't exactly sanitary, so.

"Don't worry, I'll look after you," he promises.