( The only reason there's fumbling is because they were not planning for the amateur surgical pitstop. She helps him into the backseat, wincing as she climbs in behind him. )

Downside, I need to Google, what gets blood out of the backseat of the uninsured rental car.

( It's hard enough to explain. There might even be a dent in the side. She didn't check.

At her feet is her one giant travel tote bag filled with the books she never cracks (she chose trashy romance, surprise surprise) work folders, her laptop... and a small pocket that she pulls her second phone out of and starts to deposit the stray wood she collects.

Any time she has to dig in, she does give an apologetic, "Sorry!" But, they've both been through worse pain. )

Good thing is, I think he was trying to make his great escape, not aiming for anything heart-adjacent. He still made a mess.