Paul made quick work of the trip to the car because this girl needed to get to the hospital quickly. And he didn't think her passing out was a good idea either.
Into the backseat she went, he helped her in and then sat beside her, reaching forward to give Cassie a squeeze on the shoulder before settling back. Oh, he knew who kept that many bees around - or would use them for nefarious purposes.
"Who would hate you? Did you...do anything?" he asked cautiously. "You seem like a pretty nice person to me." Keeping her talking seemed like the course of action right now.