“We see that,” Nathan interrupted, moving by Olivia to kneel in the grass beside Nick. He had basic first aid, which wasn’t going to touch the kind of medical care Nick needed, but at least he could get a visual rundown of how badly his friend was hurt. “Looks like you went through the wringer, man.” Was Nick the only one in that kind of shape? It was a fine time for the EMS population to be non-existent in Austin.
But he hesitated to do any actual poking or prodding, instead he sat back on his haunches and looked Nick over from head to toe. “What happened?” Nathan had one big guess, and their name started with an H. “Some kind of explosion or somethin’?” Loud noises and billows of smoke only lead one way. Didn’t explain the way Nick looked like he’d gone ten rounds with someone a lot bigger and meaner than him.