[The mention of celox powder throws him, and his eyebrows furrow in confusion before he remembers what it is.]

Oh! Oh, sure! Lemme... y'know. Check and see.

[There's a small canister of coagulation powder underneath the swath of bandages inside the kit. Still pressing the gauze to Nate's neck with one hand, Wade rummages around somewhat blindly until his fingers grasp hold of it and tug it out.]

Sorry. Been a long time since I've been in the army. Here. Mind taking over for a bit?

[He indicates the wad of gauze against the wound with a tap of his fingers.]