"Wait a moment, directions?" Shana interrupted, holding up a hand to halt Tamaki from passing the needle and thread to Kyon, the bandages and bottle clasped in her other hand.

"If neither of you have done this stitching thing before, perhaps we should just stop the bleeding for now and make him comfortable for what remains of darkness - which shouldn't be much. When the sun rises, the hospital has the wounds tended to when we wake. As much as I distrust this place and its motives, our injuries have been well treated and bandaged upon waking. He's not in too much danger while laying still, if we can get his wounds cleaned and bandaged for the time being, rather than risking doing it incorrectly with what we have here."