Date: 2017-04-17 10:32 am (UTC)
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He almost doesn't expect her to agree so easily, and he'd been ready to literally sweep her off her feet if he needed to. It wouldn't be the first time, but it's better that she says she can walk. He gives her legs a quick once-over anyway, just to make sure, but they look fine to him. More than fine, but that's not important right now.

He gets to his feet, helping her up and letting her lean on him as much as she needs. He just needs to get her to the street, then he can flag down a cab and get her to the hospital. It doesn't occur to him to use the cell phone the city provided him; in all honesty he's pretty sure it's still in his apartment in the envelope he was handed on his first day. He doesn't know how to use it and he hasn't really bothered trying, and he doesn't know anyone in this city yet that he'd want to call anyway.

"We won't walk far," he promises her. He lets her slide an arm around his shoulders, quietly taking advantage of the position to hold her arm in place with his fingers resting on her wrist, tracking her pulse. Her heart rate is higher than it should be and while he doesn't think the wound is all that serious, he's keeping an eye out for shock anyway.
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