[ It's not that Wash doesn't want to help someone bleeding to death in an alley, but when they're on a mission with a rapidly ticking timer, he has priorities. Wash curses a little under his breath, following Miles into the alley, just visually assessing the man while Miles stoops down next to him. He looks fine. As fine as a man slowly bleeding out could be, but he could probably be helped. ]
Miles. [ A little pointedly. They've an objective, here. ] We can get someone else to help him.
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Miles. [ A little pointedly. They've an objective, here. ] We can get someone else to help him.