Alice watched as he dialed 911, in theory to get the cops to come and take care of the mugger. She still cleaned the blood off of her face, somewhat distressed to find that it wasn't slowing, even with pressure - a sure sign that she'd probably need stitches. That, and she was quickly growing too woozy enough to care.
In her peripheral vision, she saw her rescuer approach her to hand back her phone. However, her vision was starting to swim, and it sounded like the world's volume was getting quickly turned down. "I - " She took a step toward him and grew dizzier. It wasn't long before she blacked out completely, crumpling to the ground.