[Oh, jeez... He tucks the box under his arm and kneels down until he's on her level. The box mewls at him again, but he's searching in his shirt for something until -] Aha! Here we go.

[A hankie. He begins to dab at her face.] C'mon, no need to start crying, right? That was a mean trick they played, sure... but you're a big strong girl, huh? [He wipes the worst of the blood off of her face - assuming she'll let him.

The box meows again, and this time he does open it and look inside at the kitten. ]

I - uh -

[What the heck is he going to do with a kitten?]