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Charlie Price (charlieprice) wrote in spinningcompass,

"I don't know. Maybe it was to give her a chance," he suggested, as he started to unbutton her clothing. It was a possibility that at home she faced certain death, but here she may have a chance at survival. He wasn't sure, though. She looked close to death. "Yeah, can you open some windows, and put the air-conditioning on, the switch is just over there-" he nodded over to it.

At the mention of Elf magic, he looked to her. Shit. "Right- and are there any Elves on the island who are capable of treating her?" he asked as he pulled her clothes from her weak body. John didn't know any of the Elves- he hardly knew how to pronounce their names, and he knew very little of their ways. But he was always willing to learn.

He looked up sharply as she started to still- it was definitely a good sign that she was still coming back to consciousness. They still had a little bit of time.

"Merry? Isn't that the Hobbit?" he asked of Laura, as the patient fell silent again. He left her side for a moment to fill a basin with cold water, and fetching some flannels. One was dipped into the cold water, and then placed gently against the patient's forehead.