Marco, Callum, Rose, and OPEN
Marco had never been in shock before, not physically anyway, but he felt utterly stupid and in shock in the moment Rose began to talk and give orders again. Hadn't she just said...but then she was pointing out that the fallen male would be fine? Ready to question her when the man came to with questions of his own. Marco blinked and looked down to the seemingly healed fellow. "Uh, she saved your life," Marco offered and allowed his confusion to verbally lace the words. Hadn't she just said more saline would be needed?
Fucking magic, it was great, but it was absolutely driving him crazy. Marco raised, taking the baggie offered and slid it into his own bag before zipping it closed and standing with it. "You're going to be just fine," Marco guessed out loud as the other fellow began to move, "I'll go stock up and spread the word about silver," he offered to Rose before adding, "thanks for your help, could not have done...what you've done," he nodded a little as if the physical affirmation was necessary.
He checked the other wolf quickly, he seemed better and hopefully his own healing factor would kick in. With that he turned away and inhaled deeply to follow Letha's scent trail. First thing first.