[ Gwen lets out a soft, pained sound, and Royce's breath catches as she shifts. He looks back up at Alfie. Royce looks pained. ] Yes. Whatever it takes.

[ He looks over at Mercy, who is curled up on the seat by them, fast asleep. ] I don't - I don't know what else we can do. We've done as much as possible to keep the wound uninfected.