Considering the fact he'd seized, peeing his pants was the least of his worried. Regardless, the fact he was sitting up and trying to talk was a good sign.
"Was planning on it," he assured Jamie as he pulled out his cellphone. "Just rest." He quickly texted Sarah with [Got him. He's OK.] As little as he liked text talk and the like he didn't have time for long conversations right now.
"Okay, going through the list. Do you nauseous, did you hit your head when you landed, and how many fingers am I holding up?" Which was three, which Adam was moving slowly to see how Jamie tracked movement. Just because he hadn't had a seizure didn't mean he hadn't fallen and hit his head or injured something else like a person who had one might.