Her hand cups his cheek. "It absolutely is not!" She tries to smile, but her words bubble out like a distressed laugh. "We need to get you out and attended to."

Her head whips around at Amelia's cursing. "Amelia!" This is not going terribly, but it certainly isn't going well, either. Unsheathing her cutlass, she extends the handle toward her co-rescuer.

"I do hope you remember your training. Hold them for a bit, and perhaps I can temporarily bandage his wound. Then we'll clear a path together."