He didn't want to do this. Fuck he didn't want to do this, but he didn't have much of a choice. He shifted slightly, placing himself firmly on top of the man before twisting open the bottle, filling the dropper. He tugged the bowl of water over so he could be ready for it.

"Alright here we go." He muttered before leaning forward and squeezing everything in the dropped out, straight into the bullet wound. He filled the dropper again almost immediately before repeating the action. He gave the acid a few moments to work, burning away any silver it found before he grabbed the wet washcloth, pouring the water in to delude it.

He rinsed as best as he could, frowning at the blood that was mixing with everything else before grabbing a clean towel, pressing it down hard over the wound. The water would keep the acid deluded enough to keep from burning his as he tried to clean it out.