"Easy there, just rest and hang in there, alright?" Pike asked, shifting his hand and the shirt to make sure he was doing all he could to stop the bleeding. Every minute seems like an eternity and he really wants Sam or Orlin to get her soon because he doesn't have the supplies for this and he'd prefer not to have Molly die in his arm.
"I'm not sure where or what Wildemount is, but it's possible someone else does. We do have a quite a few magic users here."
At least it didn't seem like Molly was going to completely bleed out in front of him at the moment. "So, what happened? This looks like a nasty wound."