Uh," Ulysses mumbled nervously when the man started giving him instructions, "Can do." Ulysses quickly stepped around the man, slipping into the hatch, his eyes wide as nervousness shot through him. '[i]Alright, we know green. We can find the green box. We don't have to worry about reading it, right?[/i]' Ulysses inner monologue started up as he looked around the cabin, unaware that boats could actually be [b]this[/b] big. "Alright, green box, green box, green box, green box." He muttered quickly, looking to his left at the cabinet door, pulling it open to find the box the strange man mentioned. The letters looked like gibberish, though he was decently confident that he had what he was sent to find.

Ulysses quickly emerged from the hatch, dropping down to the man's level, his fingers working at the latch on the box, popping it open. He was familiar with most of the stuff inside of the box and knew from experience how to handle a decent amount of injuries. "Stay still," Ulysses said softly, being relatively calm in this moment of potential disaster. He fished through the box, removing two antiseptic wipe packets which he opened and quickly wiped down the gash with, apologizing as he did so, knowing full well the unpleasant sting that accompanied them. As he removed the wipe he placed down a gauze pad to prevent bleeding and held it with one hand while unwrapping the roller bandage. "Lift up your head," he added as he began to roll the bandage around the man's head, doing a few rounds before cutting the bandage with his teeth and taped it down.

Ulysses scooted away from the man, putting his back against the boat while he reorganized the container and resealed it. He looked up at the man, offering a hand. "Ulysses." He said simply, giving a toothy grin.