Alexi quietly looked up the sewer ladder to the surface, before looking back to chance. He finally noticed the hole in his leg. "You're hit. Sit down over there," He motioned to a ledge. From there, Alexi removed his jacket and revealed that a few stray bullets had impacted his armor. He hadn't noticed but now the pain began to set in. He took off the vest as the shirt underneath was his prize. He ripped off both sleeves of his shirt and created a makeshift muslin bandage, to which he quickly applied to the hole. "Even if its not serious, you need to keep the dirt out of it. Infection kills more people than you think...." As he finished tightly securing the bandage, he put his vest and jacket back on, looking to the crate that was next to them.<br/><br/>"Once we get topside, we'll have to secure a new vehicle. No doubt the FSB has already found our SUV... I have one more contact to meet before we head back. He might have the answers I'm looking for..." He took a moment to reach into his pocket and retrieve a fresh cigarillo, lighting it and taking a few puffs. "I remember you saying something to me downstairs before we were interrupted...What was it...?" He quietly took another puff, before offering it to chance. "It'll help with your wound."