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There were a multitude of expressions on the faces of the staff who had been working on the young woman when Rahal had arrived, now displaced to the edges of the room and staring at the man, and none of them were good. All of the staff wore scrubs, their badges alone naming them as nurses, one newly qualified doctor and a sister; nurse practitioner, and all of them looked decidedly unimpressed. For a long moment, even after Rahal had declared himself done (in a manner of speaking), there was silence. The nurses just stared, as did the doctor, as did the sister, but her eyes were hard. Slowly, every pair of eyes in the room found her, even those of the young doctor, and a wordless agreement seemed to pass between her and the gathered staff.

“If you’ll come with me please, doctor,” she said, in a voice as neutral as it was professional, before turning on her heel and heading towards the sister’s office. Her tone broached no arguments; if Rahal did not follow her as she had instructed, there would clearly be some dire consequence.

Once she had spoken, her team seemed to spring back to life, returning to check on their patient with a fervour that would normally be associated with cardiac arrest, rather than unexpected magical healing by a member of staff. They were quiet, though; sharp commands diminished to glances, gestures and whispers.

It was an unsettling situation, which was the first thing Ira noted upon arrival. He had moved quickly upon being paged to majors, but apparently not fast enough; he arrived in time to see the sister stalking away with a look on her face that shone like a lighthouse; warning. He stepped forwards despite the apparent danger, breaking the strange tension that was present in the room by asking for a handover on the current patient.

Apparently as a direct result, the volume in the room suddenly picked back up; the young doctor chattering rapidly through what had already been done so far and what had been handed over from the ambulance staff. When he came to the point of Rahal’s arrival, there were more furtive glances between staff members, glances towards the office door. Ira frowned.

Clearly, something had happened, and although the people he was gathering information from were being professional and reserved, he had an idea what had gone on. He sighed, putting it from his mind.

“Right, I’m still going to need those ABG’s, but I’m going to hazard a guess and say we need a new set now. We need accurate BP as of five minutes ago, we need that blood, and most importantly we need to know what the hell has been done; somebody get me a magically aware nurse in here.” He swept his eyes across the gathered team, finally locking onto DAVID as a mature, controlled looking figure.

“Doctor; can you please assist me here?” The man looked to be involved, even if he was keeping his distance, and at the moment they needed all of that hands that they could get.