[Eddie flinched sympathetically at the yell. There was blood building up beneath his arm, coating the material of his blazer a thick, dark, ruby red, and ploy or not, the rough contact had to have caused a significant amount of hurt.]

If I move, he'll start bleeding again. Surely you, as a medical doctor, can understand the benefit of pressure on a deep wound. [He shifts a bit, leaning down to mutter in Crane's ear. Quiet enough not to be heard by Sveta.] This is just putting you higher on the hook. Try not to hang yourself while you're up there.