Unlike the first trapped soul, this one doesn't seem to be as quick. Nadine is kneeling with her bag open, pulling out more than just a simple pain tonic.
"Gonna need a couple of minutes." Nadine's eyes flick up to Jayce's, but her tone remains light. "There's an open wound, I need to get a tourniquet on before we free the arm. And then if you could do a little something to help the bleeding?"
She knows Jayce has learned healing spells, and may well be able to slow or stop the bleeding quicker than a poultice and bandages would. Time is of the essence now - and not just because of the nature of the wound. This isn't exactly a stable area, and the removal of debris that Dean and Jo have been handling could cause the precarious shelter to shift.
They don't want to be here when that happens.
She works as she talks, deftly assembling a syringe. This will all be easier with the poor woman sedated.
"If you guys can be ready for when I say 'go'?" This directed at Dean and Jo. A quick jab and the woman starts to settle, her breathing evening and her moans and whimpers subsiding. Nadine gets to work on the tourniquet, wrapping it tightly around the upper portion of the trapped arm.
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"Gonna need a couple of minutes." Nadine's eyes flick up to Jayce's, but her tone remains light. "There's an open wound, I need to get a tourniquet on before we free the arm. And then if you could do a little something to help the bleeding?"
She knows Jayce has learned healing spells, and may well be able to slow or stop the bleeding quicker than a poultice and bandages would. Time is of the essence now - and not just because of the nature of the wound. This isn't exactly a stable area, and the removal of debris that Dean and Jo have been handling could cause the precarious shelter to shift.
They don't want to be here when that happens.
She works as she talks, deftly assembling a syringe. This will all be easier with the poor woman sedated.
"If you guys can be ready for when I say 'go'?" This directed at Dean and Jo. A quick jab and the woman starts to settle, her breathing evening and her moans and whimpers subsiding. Nadine gets to work on the tourniquet, wrapping it tightly around the upper portion of the trapped arm.