Claire had been thinking about causes, how this thing might have spread while she'd been treating it. It didn't seem to bee contagious person to person, too many people were all sick at once, they must have contracted it at the same time. Which meant only a few were immune and those people seemed like her, perfectly ordinary. So far the most dangerous part of the illness seemed to be the powers of the people it was effecting and some dehydration and high temperatures.
"Huh, well I've never put in a line or given fluids before, I guess we'll find out," Claire deadpanned, looking at him blankly for a moment.
She was quick, steady hands working with practiced ease as she tightened the tourniquet. "Just a little scratch," Claire said. When she was all set up she held the bag of fluids above his head so gravity would help it drain. "You'll feel better in a few minutes," she explained as she lay her hand on his forehead, gently stroking back his hair.