[Nodding in agreement, he slips a few claws into a pocket and pulls out a small bottle of antiseptic. And then he dips them into the pocket that holds his watch and pulls out an equally small roll of bandages. That...really only look like they'll be good enough for one hand.]

Here, let me see your hand.

[He'll clean it!]

As for doing something together...if we were to do something tonight, our options would be slightly limited. Dinner, perhaps...the only other thing I'm aware of being open so late are bars, but that of course is not an option.

[Is anything else open late?? He doesn't really do social shit so...]