Damian had been in the middle of taking a light nap when he heard Jarvis ask for his help. Opening his eyes and looking over at Sasha, he immediately stood up and got the supplies together and ran over with it, setting it out on the table and summoning a small blade to cut the bandages off. Now wasn't the time for modesty. As he works, he quietly berates the unconscious Sasha for doing reckless things. "Damn it, girl, you knew you were hurt. Now you've gone and torn open your side again and you've bled worse. Didn't get enough cake or juice in your system before the fight either. Damn it..."

Finishing cutting off the bandages, Damian quickly gets to stopping the bleeding so he can clean the wound and put more salve on it. He'd have to remember that next time he and Sasha fought, to blunt the edges of his blades or something so he didn't hurt her so badly.