"Yeah we--yeah," Rose says as she approaches the bed. It takes her a minute to unbutton the Doctor's shirt. Her hands are shaking so badly. Now that they've got him here it looks like a lot of blood to her. "There's...bandages on the table there long with antiseptic and tape," she points to the dresser. She carefully strips the shirt off the Doctor, tossing it into a trash can. Whether it can be cleaned or not, she never wants to see it again. She moves to take his shoes off as well and tuck a blanket around his legs.