[ Desperate times call for people who give a shit about you to freak the hell out at the sight. Ann's mind is going a mile a minute – maybe she should turn on the navigation app and get him into the Metaverse? Would healing him with Carmen there even work? She isn't sure, so she abandons the thought quickly. Ann's power was her love for her friends and close ones, so when she makes it her duty to get him to the bathroom – there she goes without any issue at all really.

Kinda like when moms lift cars up to save their babies, etc. Tim is baby.

She's digging around for the first aid kit, offering an 'uh huh' and 'holy shit' in between. Ever the eloquent speaker, but he knew the type of girl she was. She wasn't stupid by any means, but Ann's on fight or flight – and the robin she's dealing with has more than some clipped wing.

By the time she opens the kit up and pulls out some basics, Ann peers up with her eyes visibly trembling, but fortunately she's not crying yet! ]

You're in over your head if this is what happens. This is... This looks pretty bad. I've never seen anything like this in the Metaverse so... I'm sorry, this is new. [ Another apology comes this time: ] I'm... sorry you didn't get there in time. I'm suspecting that's what's hurting you the most right now.

[ A light joke, probably a bad one... ]

There's always next time – but we have to do something about this – [ She'll go ahead and motion for him to take off the bandage, instead prepping some solution that says it's labeled for cleaning wounds. ] I think they say this stuff stings, so tell me when you're ready...