[ This is going to take so much bleach, Zephyr. So much bleach.

He frowns, wondering whether it would be beyond the realms of politeness to try and grab a towel to spread on the floor before he lets him in. With a great deal of consternation, he decides that it would be. ]

Of course you are. But I would rather clean blood indoors, where people will be less likely to ask questions, than on my doorstep, where the entire world can see. [ steps out of the way ] Come in to the kitchen, if you are at all capable of moving. I'll grab the kit.