*gives you a well-practiced once-over as she approaches, making sure you aren't part of the wreckage before concurring:* Holy shit, man. You all right?
*claps a hand against your arm and looks past you, to where the medics and fire brigade are beginning to untangle car and House and person (shit, shit, shit)* *frowning because yeah, not so much with the angry now that there's a chance somebody's died* Penlodh?