Bailey was a Curse breaker. And that was it. She wasn't in Law Enforcement, and although she knew basic first aid, she wasn't a healer or medi-witch. But she'd been working late at the Bank when everything started to go up in flames like that. She'd been in her little cubical working on plans to head off to India for a little while when she heard people running through the office part of the bank. Which...was a little odd. From there, she heard yelling, and the curious side of her got the best of her and she was floored to see what was going on. In all honesty, she didn't even think about it, before heading out into the ally by the time things were in full swing.
It was scary as hell, but she held it together as best as she could. She'd tried to help with crowed control, helping with people find their loved ones, or helping them apperate over to St. Mungo's if they were too shaken to do so themselves. She helped them find the right wing, or just find a seat in the waiting room, or get them a cup of coffee while they waited. She even sat with a few of them in the ally, right in the street a little ways away in the safe zone, for those who wouldn't move, until they were ready. After that, she'd tried to go find as many bottles of water, snacks, coffee, gave some blood, and whatever else she could find to help out the first responders. Bailey did her best not to interfere, because she knew that if this was on her site, she would seriously hex anyone else trying to get in the way. Even if they meant well. Okay, maybe not quite that bad, but still, she knew her boundaries, and she was trying to be respectful at the same time.
Eventually, people started to thin out, save for the Law Enforcement types and a few people in the medical team, just in case, and she was standing on the edges of everything talking with an older woman who couldn't find her grandson. Bailey eventually was able to transport her over to St. M's and get her settled there before she headed back on last time to the ally, this time with the intention of going back to the office to gather up her things and head home for some rest. Or just sit and drink some strong coffee and have a hot shower, as at this point, she might as well just stay awake since she had to be back at the bank in a few hours.
It was then that she spotted a familiar face. She snaked a cup of coffee from one of the little stations that had been set up and walked it over to him. "Looks like you could use one of these Solider." she said offering up a tired, but friendly grin at the same time holding out the cup for him.