"Oh. Hey." Brady glanced up, not having expected...

Oh. Oh, no. By Naga.

He stares in abject horror, but he knows now is not the time to gape or cry. He held out his staff, causing it to glow green - the girl would feel energy flowing through her body, the pain going away blink by blink. Brady kept his eyes on the stumps - now the blood would come to a halt, no longer risking death by blood loss. The stumps would heal naturally, and Brady runs a hand through the girl's hair.

"It's gunna be okay." He murmured softly.