Rissi came down a bit from her bloodlust, just in time to realize she had partially blown up her ally. Her mind was foggier than normal, but she still felt bad about it. Bad enough to want to find a way to fix that part of her bombs. Even so, she had no means to do so yet. Yobi helped the man stop bleeding, but she called for some help. Rissi, slowly shuffled over and knelt down, her voice partially a growl from the feral mutagen. "I can brew something for him...least I can do...tunnel vision." She pulled out her kit and then a tome of her formulae. She flipped through quickly to her cure formula and sighed softly as she began her mixing. "First battle. Not used to bloodlust. Mutagen made it worse..." Anyone with any knowledge of rodents would realize that her more hunched position and the shaking in her hands signalled extreme, intense nervousness and could easily extrapolate that she was feeling guilty for letting herself get lost in battle.