Varia helped the man to lean up from the floor. "Man I owe you one!" He patted his chest, knowing he would have been a gonner. She nodded. "It's fine. There are more of them than there are us. We need to stay alive." She pulled the glove off and put it in a bin, she picked up the medkit and put it on the table. She may need to use it again. 

"Sarge is being attacked!" Her comrade explained as they watched on the cctv, then they ran out of the room to go help Drake.