Lucid looked up, pulled from his reverie by the cough and questions. "Shit, I...I didn't..." He sighed, ruffling his hair in exasperation. "Do whatever you want with your shoes, I don't care." He walked into his bedroom and took the first aid kit out from under his bed, walking back out while opening it. "Shirt off, kid." He demanded, forcing him into a seat. He didn't have any disinfectant, so he went into the kitchen and got some vodka.

He returned to Koyaani and lifted the other man's arm. "This'll smart." He warned. Actually, using alcohol is extremely painful when dealing with an open wound, but it's better than leaving the wound to get infected. He poured the vodka, holding the kid still as he flinched from the pain. "Okay, I lied, alcohol hurts a lot." he acquiesced, releasing the other's arm. His eyes lingered on the other's form fora little longer than necessary before he looked away. He was still stiff, still upset, but he was trying to hide it a little more. With a sigh, he looked to the other again. 

"Listen, it's usually protocol or some shit for Hero and Recruit to bunk up during the partnership... Despite me being an unusual case... If you don't have a place to stay, you can stay here. Just don't forget to knock so I have time to put my mask on." He said.