Taking the med kit from Tesla, Troy shrugged at the man's question of whether or not he knew how to use the things in it.<br/><br/>"I'm sure I can figure it out." He knew basic first aid, it was hard not to in a world like this where simply turning a corner could have you bleeding out on the side of the road with anything of worth stolen. Simply nodding as Tesla took off outside, Troy turned his full attention back to the woman. He may not necessarily be the 'good guy' but he wasn't a bad guy either.<br/><br/>Working quickly, Troy was pleased to see the woman coming to. With a grin he sat back on his heels and watched her.<br/><br/>"Well sweetheart, you're not exactly at the best end of town, that much I can tell you." He helped her sit up, handing her a glass of water the barman had brought over. Hearing Tesla's warning, Troy looked in the older man's direction.<br/><br/>"Of course I got a way out. The thing is, are you up for it?" He asked with a smirk. Standing and walking to where his laptop waited, Troy packed it away and slid the strap over his head.<br/><br/>"You think you can keep up, or should one of carry you?" He asked the woman, giving her a wink.