Chuck's covered in blood as he helps Raleigh, face splattered with the remnants of his encounter with Raiju, his polymer suit smeared and torn from the scuffle. He doesn't know what to think of the look Raleigh's giving him - he doesn't even know Raleigh.

"Yeah." He says shortly, getting Raleigh to his feet once he's satisfied with the looting of the body. They'll be coming to pick it up soon enough and when Raleigh's finished, he comes right up beside him, arm around Raleigh's waist to let him lean on Chuck because he knows after being jolted like that, his arms and legs probably feel a lot like jelly.

"This way. We gotta get outta this sector, get somewhere dryer where we can take a look at the fuckin' damage you've done to yourself."

Raleigh needs some medical attention. Chuck hopes that the man is well liked enough that the'll be getting gifts sooner or later.