"Don't-" Too late. He growls, though not at her, and turns her gently so if she does throw up, she won't choke. "Don't move."

He checks the kedan's body, stripping its shirt and taking its boots, and then ripping the latter to pieces so he can use the stiff material of the soles to stabilize her break enough to move her.

"This is going to hurt." He goes to work without another word, peeling back her ruined sleeve to get a better view of the damage done.