Echo came in, trembling from a wound she kept covered with one hand. Blood stained her fingers, trickling down her arm even as she worked to stop the flow. Adelle guided the girl to a chair while Peter went to get wet cloths to clean away the blood. A first aid kit would be the next step but Desmond beat him to that.

( Looks like you suffered some mild lacerations )

“Sorry to be dragging you into this.”

Peter glanced over his shoulder to the young woman by his side. He shook his head in response to her words. He couldn’t believe that after all this time of fighting side by side, she would still take some responsibility.

( Don't apologize, Echo )