"Probably," he said, mouth quirking in a small, tired smile for a moment, already thinking he should probably try patching up some of his other injuries. And John's too. He was pretty sure he was alright for now, especially since doing anything for his scrapes and bruises would mean taking off most of the uniform, and that would just be weird.

He gently put a gloved hand on Capa's shoulder, starting to guide him over to one of the walls. "Come on, sit down against the wall. How's your vision?"