"...oh." Rikki stops for a moment inside the doorway, mostly... startled. She's been around other girls when they change. She and the female members of Cap's team often shared a locker room. She just... wasn't expecting that. And she can't help but wince at the fresh wound connecting metal to flesh.

She manages a soft laugh as she steps forward, setting duct tape down for a moment while she shakes out a garbage bag.

"Well... I've seen worse. You're still standing. It doesn't look infected or anything." She steps forward, holding out the bag. "So if you wanna just... stick it in here... and I'll tape it up... Promise I'll be gentle."

Gentle as she can be, anyway... She's probably going to catch the edge of some wound no matter what she tries, but she can avoid the worst of it.

"And I won't peek." She flushes as she says it, a red almost as bright as her hair, and silently curses herself for it. God, Rikki, why would you even say that?