Sydney gasped in horror as the man fell to the floor and didn't move. She glanced quickly around, her gaze desperately searching for anyone who might be able to help. Futile! The damn library was practically vacant because, seriously, who spent time in a library aboard a cruise ship?
Sinking gingerly to her knees to avoid causing damage to her own wounded side, she stared into the pain etched face of the young man. "I'm soooo..." Hesitantly she reached out then yanked her hand back again when she noticed that she was shaking. Good gracious if she touched him again she was likely to kill him! "Oh...I'm such a menace! I'm so sorry! I...I...took pills," she said as if this explained everything. Her voice had gone up an octave and she was dangerously close to some form of hysteria.
"Should I get a...someone? Oh geez, should I get someone?" Again her gaze frantically searched but all that could be seen were shelves of books and none of them were medical books because, well shit, they weren't in the correct section for that. Even if they were, she wouldn't know what to look up because she doubted there was a medical section on The Accidental Beating To Death By Book sort of injury.
Taking a deep, cleansing breath...oh screw that shit! She needed to get a hold of herself and pronto! Syd shook her hands in the air, well away from the young man lying prone on the floor, as if this would shake the shakes right off. Kind of like washing that man right out of...oh shit! With a steadier hand, she reached to lightly touch her fingertips to his cheek. "Are you okay? Are you breathing? You need to breathe!"