Snippet #1297709

Carlos opened his eyes when he heard Tiger speak his name. "Mmm...?" Was all his response. She was right there, apparently trying to help him... or at least he thought, he was so light headed it was confusing. It definitely showed on his face too, he looked a little out of the loop. He slowly eased down onto the jacket pillow. Judging by how her felt, he knew he had lost to much blood... he needed medical attention. He hoped they would find a hospital soon. His thoughts were interrupted by Tiger putting some leaves on his head, which stung. "Owww!" He wined in protest. As if it didn't hurt enough already! Then she started to try and take his arm, it was frozen bent and he didn't want to move it at all. That was worse than the head wounds. "OWCH! No! Leave it alone! It's fine!" He didn't plan on letting anyone touch his arm any time soon. Of course he was grateful to her, but he was also scared because she wasn't a doctor. What if she made things worse or did something wrong? He wished he could be the one helping instead of having to be helped like this... he hated this.