Anita followed Quillion to the room. He went to a different room, seemingly distracted with something on his mind. Anita's first thought was to Penny. She had an idea of what was going on with Quillion and would evaluate it soon, but she had to get Penny taken care of first. A moment later, the two medics entered the room.
"One of the Brotherhood named Calliope and the plow driver are getting the water and snacks to their supplies," Ivan confirmed, handing her a bottle of water. "For the girl."
Anita nodded. The crew got to work. First they untethered Penny from Anita and got her down on the bed. Quillion had mentioned clothes. Deciding that those were better than the cold ones she was wearing, the crew got her changed promptly and began to cover her in blankets. Quillion arrived with more and they continued to cover her. Penny had opened her eyes. That was a good sign. Anita got her some water and knelt down next to the bed.
She turned to Quillion. Anita recognized that look. It was same look every rookie got when they were involved in their first call that could end someone's death. It was possible, but they had gotten Penny what she needed, and she would likely be fine. Quillion, however, wouldn't know that. He also appeared to have something in mind. His moves, although nervous, were purposeful.
"Quillion," she said, her voice light and encouraging. "Take a deep breath." He did. "I asked you for a warm room with blankets quickly. You gave me clean clothes too. That needs to happen quickly because as the body looses more heat, the rate at which heat loss occurs increases too. You've helped a lot. You're doing well. We're seeing a lot of good things. Her breathing is normal and she's responsive. Temp please?" she asked Ivan.
He ran the thermometer across her head. "89.6" he told her.
She nodded, continuing to speak with Quillion. "89.6 is classified as moderate hypothermia. Hypothermia is a condition where the body loses heat faster than it can produce it. That's why her temperature is low. We're covering her in blankets to trap her body heat next to her, allowing her to catch up. First step is to get her above 90. That will put her in mild hypothermia. When that happens she'll start to be less confused and she'll begin to shiver as her body's heating system begins to kick in." she gave him a smile. "As long as we can keep her warm, she will be fine."
She looked at the drawer he was digging in. "It looks like you have something in mind to help though. I need you to communicate to me what you're thinking. Anything that can help we will take, but you have to talk to me." Her voice was still encouraging. She knew little about the brotherhood, but heard enough to know many of them had magical abilities. If Quillion was one of those, he could probably give this room a little more heat to help. Anita wouldn't turn that down.
"One of the Brotherhood named Calliope and the plow driver are getting the water and snacks to their supplies," Ivan confirmed, handing her a bottle of water. "For the girl."
Anita nodded. The crew got to work. First they untethered Penny from Anita and got her down on the bed. Quillion had mentioned clothes. Deciding that those were better than the cold ones she was wearing, the crew got her changed promptly and began to cover her in blankets. Quillion arrived with more and they continued to cover her. Penny had opened her eyes. That was a good sign. Anita got her some water and knelt down next to the bed.
She turned to Quillion. Anita recognized that look. It was same look every rookie got when they were involved in their first call that could end someone's death. It was possible, but they had gotten Penny what she needed, and she would likely be fine. Quillion, however, wouldn't know that. He also appeared to have something in mind. His moves, although nervous, were purposeful.
"Quillion," she said, her voice light and encouraging. "Take a deep breath." He did. "I asked you for a warm room with blankets quickly. You gave me clean clothes too. That needs to happen quickly because as the body looses more heat, the rate at which heat loss occurs increases too. You've helped a lot. You're doing well. We're seeing a lot of good things. Her breathing is normal and she's responsive. Temp please?" she asked Ivan.
He ran the thermometer across her head. "89.6" he told her.
She nodded, continuing to speak with Quillion. "89.6 is classified as moderate hypothermia. Hypothermia is a condition where the body loses heat faster than it can produce it. That's why her temperature is low. We're covering her in blankets to trap her body heat next to her, allowing her to catch up. First step is to get her above 90. That will put her in mild hypothermia. When that happens she'll start to be less confused and she'll begin to shiver as her body's heating system begins to kick in." she gave him a smile. "As long as we can keep her warm, she will be fine."
She looked at the drawer he was digging in. "It looks like you have something in mind to help though. I need you to communicate to me what you're thinking. Anything that can help we will take, but you have to talk to me." Her voice was still encouraging. She knew little about the brotherhood, but heard enough to know many of them had magical abilities. If Quillion was one of those, he could probably give this room a little more heat to help. Anita wouldn't turn that down.