her lady was Death I would die and I couldn't frighten her
*watches you sharply, the bare beginnings of alarm flickering at the back of her mind (it makes no sense, surely you misheard something?)*
*pushes her confusion to the side, however, when it seems your strength is beginning to slip (unsurprising, when even Thingol-grade adrenaline cannot last forever)* *beckons one of the security detail over* *to him, firmly* Bring the other car around, we're going to the hospital. Call your backup and have them meet us there.
*turns her attention back to you as the men rush to obey* *gently, cupping your chin in her hand* I'm here now. She can't get to you. And yes, you're bleeding. *glances over as the car pulls up* *even more softly* Elwë, can you stand?