[Dismissively:] Scalp wounds always look a lot worse than they usually are.

[They bleed a lot, but skulls are tough! Still. Fugo sighs and then turns, planting his hands on his hips, eyeballing their surroundings.]

Look, there's a sunglasses stand over there. If we drag him over, we can dump him over the counter. He'll at least be out of their line of sight. But if we can't move him, we're leaving him.