His eyes flicked back to the open door, a sense of unease settling over his shoulders like a cloak as he hunched beside her. Danny had never seen her so afraid. Never seen her injured. It was disorienting.
Let someone else go out there and try to find it. His first priority was his good friend. "Breathe." He put a hand lightly on her shoulder, not wanting to aggravate her injuries but desiring to offer her comfort. "Breathe, breathe. In and out."