Folken turned to Russell, handing over the empty vial. "I doubt at this point she needs a sedative. Give her a few minutes, she'll remember where she is. The Celena I know periodically has these fits and asks for the same man. Now that she can breathe again and there's no more needles, she'll settle down."
Folken glanced at Van, wondering if he should say something. Probably not, but he'll give Van the chance.