"There were complications."
"I think complications is putting it mildly" She stepped forward getting a closer look at his injuries. "Do you have anyone you want me to call? Because, you might need a paramedic." She crouched down noticing the bruises and cuts. "Who the hell did you piss off?"
"There’s no one to call," he groaned, trying to stand up but wincing and flopping back to the ground. How stupid was he that he forgot to have his shield on him? ‘Just a trip to the corner shop for a burger,’ he had told himself, ‘Don’t need my gun or shield. Dumbass.’
"I just need help getting back to my apartment," he panted, pointing down the street, "Few blocks that way."
"I see" She looked concerned but didn’t say more about bringing other into this. She held out her hand for him to take intending to help him up. "Just show me the way and I’ll help you." If he wasn’t in such a sorry state she would be more suspicious and less likely to offer her help.