[ Bruce reaches out for the supplies once she makes her way back, setting it all down on a trolley nearby, and starting by grabbing some gauze to clear up the excess blood from the wounds. ]

He'll live. [ That, he says loud enough for the guy to hear him. A cursory glance and examination have told him that it's just some cuts and bruises, it's the couple of bigger gashes he has that are making more of a mess, but the blood makes it look a lot more dramatic than it really is. He might have a fractured rib at most, but that should even heal on its own.

The guy's looking up at Bruce now, eyes flickering to Pepper, and he smiles back at him a little. ] Hey. Tell me your name?

[ It's a good sign when he manages to answer, looking at least to be aware of himself. Once Bruce starts cleaning up the blood from his torso, it's easy to see a bigger gash along his shoulder just above his collarbone, something that'll need stitches at the very least. He's lucky, though - a little closer to his neck and it could have gotten one of his carotid arteries. ]

That's not so bad. [ His hands keep prodding around the edge of his ribs, attentive to any sign that the man is in pain, but it seems he only feels some mild discomfort when he presses into one of the ribs. ] He probably fractured a rib, but internally he seems to be alright. A scan won't hurt him, but for now we can focus on cleaning and stitching up that wound. [ He nods at the supplies on the trolley. ] Gloves, then grab the antiseptic.