Hawkeye stands there, frozen for a moment, until the teeth rearrange themselves again.

"I have to talk to Sidney when I get back," he says, disbelieving. He's still a doctor, he still needs to doctor, but after this he's... doing something. Maybe drinking.

Hawk retrieves some gauze to carefully dab up the liquid, trying to see if it's still bleeding (???) and if he should apply some pressure.