"I suppose if they're going to be charged with kidnapping regardless, a few health code violations seem small in comparison," Methos replied. There was a thin vein of wry humor running through his voice, but much of it was still a little more forced than he'd like.

"Tolerable," he added, opening the kit with a sharp snap. Gauze, antiseptic, the bare essentials. It was better than nothing, and he'd be certain to take some of it along once they'd left. "I wouldn't like to have to tend a gunshot wound with only this, but since neither of us is quite that badly off, it should suffice."

He glanced up from the kit, brow knitting as he thought over the unexpected question. "Some. Are you asking theory, or practical application?"