Takoda seems again, relieved that the EMT has taken over. He steps back from the car, clicking his flashlight off, slipping it into a small clot on his belt. Clicking the pouch closed, he glances about once more, before he heads slowly towards his SUV, parked just outside of the Police yellow tape. his Red and blue flashing lights still do their thing, and he leans into the open driver's side door to remove a small white metal box. Opening it, he pull sout some sterile towels, and a bottle of disinfectant, and goes to work on his hand.