Ellery met her at the gate, shouting for her to come on. He rushed back to his dad's side. Cian was on the ground, on his back. His eyes were open, and he blinked at Thirteen. "What'd you do?" He looked at Ellery.
"You were hurt, Dad. I called a doctor."
Cian drew an arm up to scrub a hand at his face. "I'm fine, really," he tried to smile for Thirteen. The fact he probably couldn't get up, was beside the point.