Malcolm is moving fast, letting his years of training (and, unfortunately, the great amount of practice he's had since arriving here) take over.
"We're not losing her, Will. Not tonight."
Malcolm has an IV prepped in no time, then turns to Kate, checking her vital signs.
He's not showing it, but he doesn't like what he sees.
"Kate?" he says softly as he quickly checks her eyes and pulse. "Can you hear me? It's Dr. Crowe, Kate. I'm here with Will now, and you're safe in the infirmary. Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Malcolm's voice is calm and steady as he works, trying to give Kate another lifeline, another reassuring voice to hang on to.
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Date: 2008-02-03 04:35 am (UTC)"We're not losing her, Will. Not tonight."
Malcolm has an IV prepped in no time, then turns to Kate, checking her vital signs.
He's not showing it, but he doesn't like what he sees.
"Kate?" he says softly as he quickly checks her eyes and pulse. "Can you hear me? It's Dr. Crowe, Kate. I'm here with Will now, and you're safe in the infirmary. Can you understand what I'm saying?"
Malcolm's voice is calm and steady as he works, trying to give Kate another lifeline, another reassuring voice to hang on to.