Stomping over to the closet, he pulls out a first aid kit and throws it at Jack. From what he can see, the EVE's really working the kid over, and he doesn't worry about being attacked again. Using plasmids would mean draining the body more, and it's obvious the splicer can't take much more of it.

"Stop callin' me that," he snaps, taking a seat across from the bed. "M'name's not Gus."