Just peachy. Alicia could accept ‘just peachy’, except she knew that everything wasn’t ‘just peachy’. Everything was pretty bloody messed up, but at least Oliver had the mind about him to be capable of a semi-sarcastic answer. Confident in his well-being, Alicia looked back down to the water, to see which state the next one up would be in. She wasn’t really sure what to think when she saw a middle aged, fairly fit man begin his ascent of the ladder, since really he ought to have been a gentleman and have made sure that some of the women made it out first, but... if he was up here, then it meant that they stood a better chance at getting them the last bit of way, the part that everybody seemed to struggle with. Even this man was struggling.
“Protego,” Alicia called out for who knew what time today, buying them a bit of protection for the time, as she reached for his hand, stemmed her feet against the small rise on the edge, and pushed and dragged with everything she had until he could roll onto the dock. She waved off his thanks, there wasn’t time for that now. “Help them,” she told him, turning around just in time to see a hex cut open the leg on Oliver’s trousers.
In that instance, Alicia felt as if all the air had been punched out of her. If Oliver went down there, he wouldn’t stand a chance against the hexes and curses that were raining down on them now. Anxiously, she looked around, then to the man that had just come up, once again casting the hot air charm on him, before she summoned the remains of the luggage cart she and Oliver had taken cover behind earlier. It wasn’t much, but at least it would shield them for a little while.
Under the cover of a shield Charm, she rushed to where Oliver was hobbling about, renewing the shield before she slipped his arm over her shoulder and pretty much pushed him with her until the were on the ground behind a parked truck.
“We need some sort of plan,” she muttered as she ripped the hole in his jeans big enough to let her look at the wound. “We can’t be the only ones here. The others must have gotten the Patronus too.” The cut wasn’t too deep, but it could still cause some trouble if it got infected. “Have you seen any of the others here?” she asked him, before she cast a quick cleaning charm on the cut, and began closing it up. It wasn’t her best work, and she knew she would have to redo it once they were out of this Hell hole, but for now it would keep him from bleeding at least.