Lexie was getting frustrated. If she was more like Christina Yang they would listen to her. If she was more like Meredith she might have more of an idea what to do right now. Hell, if she was George maybe she'd have a more clever idea than just begging for help.
However, it was all Lexie could do, beg for help. She couldn't just drop Andy - despite his oncoming lucidity, she just couldn't let him writhe there on the floor. It seemed despite her asking, the blonde wasn't quite about to help her - it was as if she were intentionally ignoring her.
"I'm not sure what you're not understanding here, but we really need to get his leg bandaged before he really hurts himself." Lexie found herself wanting for a witty bit of commentary - however her mind was just a bit too wrapped up in completing her job without her patient managing to ruin it all.
"See that bandage there? I just need you to put it over the stitches, that's it."