"Okay. Just give me a second," he says, quickly doing up the buttons on his shirt and arranging his jacket so the bloodstain isn't immediately visible.

"All right, I'm ready," he says, getting to his feet and placing a hand on her arm. "Just remember, I'll be right there with you."

He's not sure she's really all that put together, but he's not sure delaying is going to help either. At least this way they can get it over with and he can take her home. Getting away from CTU is probably the most likely to help of anything.