John's lips pressed together in a tight line as he maneuvered the two of them out of harm's way, setting Guy down carefully and taking a first real look at his injuries.
"How about we do a deal," he murmured a little absently, his concentration clearly on assessing the damage. "We take it as read that neither of us wants to hurt the other, I see what I can do about this- it looks like you got lucky- and we'll go from there. Alright? I need to get a good look at your wounds. I'm a doctor."