"Sorry..." Dave mumbled, stumbling out of the plane. He then saw Rios and his broken arm.
"Damn! Rios, you okay?" Dave asked, staring at the bright blood as it reflected of the stark white bone.
Samii quickly went to Rio's side, the planes med kit with her. She began to patch him up, making a make-shift cast out of bandages and a metal rod she found in the plane.
Of nearly 20 minutes of quiet, diligent work, Rios was cleaned up and patched up.
"There. Just don't stress the yourself and don't do ANYTHING with that arm, okay?" she ordered, dusting herself off.
Who's this little guy?" she asked, picking up the little dinosaur that wandered out of Rio's pocket. She picked it up without any hassle, the small creature making a content growl in her hands.
Noticing a silence, she looked around at the surprised faces. "What? I used to be a registered nurse before all hell broke loose. Didn't you think I'd be usefully for something, hmm?"