[She's at his side in an instant, helping him lie down again and fumbling for the mask to put it back in place. An oxygen mask, and water, and he's dressed in hardly anything but bandages -- someone's been taking care of him, then, someone who knows what they're doing. It takes the edge off her fear, but isn't nearly enough to dispel it entirely]
You idiot, just what did you think you were doing?!
[Not that she really expects a response, and her worried eyes are fixed on his face and the ill expression there. Water on the table... fluids are good for blood loss, but it's easy to throw up if you've lost too much; she remembers that much from her first-aid lessons with Chikage-san. So her fingers find his jaw, gently turning his head to one side so that he won't choke if what he drank comes up again. She feels sick herself, and those selfsame fingers are shaking slightly against his skin]
How long have you been like this? Do you feel sick? Cold?
[she pauses between questions to give him a chance to answer with gestures or nods]
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You idiot, just what did you think you were doing?!
[Not that she really expects a response, and her worried eyes are fixed on his face and the ill expression there. Water on the table... fluids are good for blood loss, but it's easy to throw up if you've lost too much; she remembers that much from her first-aid lessons with Chikage-san. So her fingers find his jaw, gently turning his head to one side so that he won't choke if what he drank comes up again. She feels sick herself, and those selfsame fingers are shaking slightly against his skin]
How long have you been like this? Do you feel sick? Cold?
[she pauses between questions to give him a chance to answer with gestures or nods]