Utem had tapped a button in his goggles to make them clear, he couldn't risk turning on a light and he needed to see at the moment, his nightsight goggles needed time to readjust after the flare. Her reaction had shaken him, it was evident that there had to be some bad memories related to a similar event. Nodding silently at everything she had said, he decided to apologize later, after they had cleaned up. He stored the bottle in one of his pockets cautiously.<br/><br/>He would have to wash everything thorughly, but it could wait for now. The fabric of his clothes was waterproof so he wasn't worried about the blood. A quick dip in the river and a conscious wash of the gear would rid it of the blood. For now, all that had to busy his mind was running away from the stinkers and keeping the team alive, or at least enough of them to complete the mission.