She let him help her to her feet, but it was a difficult job and her legs really didn't want to move. She felt like her heart had been ripped out and then replaced shoddily. She wasn't sure what had just happened, or if this was even real or not. But James was okay, and that was better than before, so she couldn't complain.
"S-s-s-someone hurt you," she said, after a moment of regaining herself. "You were bleeding. You couldn't f-feel your legs." Her phone was still ready to call 911. She showed James.