Maybe asking Jamie to stand had been a mistake, Az immediately thought while watching him perform the action. His face was unusually pale, and he was still losing blood. The entire situation felt distinctly unreal, as if she had fallen asleep in the midst of some twisted brainstorming session for advertising safety equipment. After having downed some distinctly hallucinogenic kind of moonshine.
Falling into the same sort of barely veiled panic hidden within inane conversation, or at least that was how she read it, Az pulled a smile out of the air and placed it on her lips. "Just make sure it's white chocolate macadamia nut and I'm there."
She had to agree with Brodie, that they should take Jamie first, and she nodded to announce that fact. "I can stay with Brodie for a few moments, until you can come back for him," she told the volunteers, who frankly looked only a step less freaked out than the rest of them. No doubt none of them had really imagined that they would need emergency services. At least not to this degree.