[ She sheds her own coat and gloves as she hurries to the kitchen, searches out a pair of scissors before she heads to the bathroom to grab gauze, bandages, anything else she can find. Her hands are shaking badly; she ignores it as she comes back over to him and kneels on the floor to start none too carefully cutting along the seam of his shirt. ]
Listen, I need you to call Goodsir, okay? It'd take me too long to get to Milton and bring him back, so just... you can do that thing, right, with your thoughts? Do it, before you pass out.
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[ She sheds her own coat and gloves as she hurries to the kitchen, searches out a pair of scissors before she heads to the bathroom to grab gauze, bandages, anything else she can find. Her hands are shaking badly; she ignores it as she comes back over to him and kneels on the floor to start none too carefully cutting along the seam of his shirt. ]
Listen, I need you to call Goodsir, okay? It'd take me too long to get to Milton and bring him back, so just... you can do that thing, right, with your thoughts? Do it, before you pass out.