Kaye stared at the unconscious man for a moment in contemplation. She never liked selling things for trade, as her boss liked making profit right off the bat, as the old saying went and always gave her an earful later on. Butch was merely a fat, rich prick who had nothing better to do than make other people make his money for him then gloat on how amazing was and how much of a piece of shit everyone else was.
    "I usually do not carry medical supplies nor do I allow people to scrape by on a purchase..." she begun before pursing her lips.  "But that guy looks like he is going to die if you don't get him help." She spared a glance at Leith before starting to rummage through her personal knapsack strapped to her side. She pulled out two radaways and one med-x from her personal stash and held them out, though didn't give them up just yet.
     "These are from my personal supplies, you see.. " she began. "I won't be the death of that guy, though. He is too handsome for something like that. I will give you these...for double the price on your part." She smiled sweetly at him.