There aren't any words. He tips his head sharply, ready to relieve him of the children and tend to any injuries he can. Often going solo, he had to know how to patch himself up a fair bit, even if it wasn't his specialty.

In the back of his mind, he only thinks for an instant that he should've made another route. Their collective Hokage is somewhere in the village, but he hadn't seen the office receive any damage yet.

But he is here now, and he'll do all he can to help the other children before moving on. He wasn't the only ANBU in service, after all. He's closing the distance now, reaching back into his pouch for his salve and bandages, not yet willing his Sharingan to deactivate.