She's crying. "D- Dunno words. Can't."

If she reacts positively to touch, Ev can try to comfort her, but she's not sure that's desired.

And then the paramedics are here and she lets them do their work. They ask her if she's a close relative and she says no, but she looks distressed and she's not sure there's anybody else around to help out and she's called Grenadine and she was talking about her mother and her brother dying.

The paramedics are mainly trying to get away quickly instead of wanting to argue over whether she's able to ride along, so if Evelyn so wishes to come along, she can in fact do so.

She does in fact wish to do so. She can text her mom to let her know what she's doing, but this seems more important than 'while away the rest of the afternoon at home'.

She doesn't seem to care about being touched. She really really doesn't want to let go of her stick. If the paramedics manage to remove it she starts thrashing around trying to get it back.

If it's that important, they'll bring it with her, so long as she's willing to put it to the side so they can check her for injuries.

Evelyn waits quietly in the corner.

She'll let them move it to the side but won't actually let go of it. Her injuries are- Not actually all that bad. Definitely hospital-worthy, especially the burn that looks like a line of fire ran down her left arm, but not immediately life-threatening or anything.

"Water, pleash."

They do in fact have water available, and they offer it to her, trying to prevent her from moving much so as not to exacerbate her injuries.

They're at the hospital shortly.

She doesn't say much on the ride, muttering in that language that doesn't closely resemble something anyone can recognize, occasionally producing an English word or phrase.

One of them is, "I remembered the word fesa. Magic."

"… I'm not sure that's the right word," says Ev. "Magic what?"

"Magic girls. Fly and do shiny lights, but I'm too tired to do it I think..."

The paramedics look a little concerned at that, poor girl must be so shocked by what happened to her, but fortunately they arrive at the hospital and they roll her out to go– do variously hospital things.

Ev waits.

She is slightly malnourished. Nasty burn and cracked humerus on left arm, various contusions, possible concussion.

Eventually it sinks in that these are Doctors (she didn't know the word) and she starts cooperating and even drops the stick. Though she still insists she's magic and she wants to go 'back' and save Mom and her brother, Errie.

Apparently there are people looking around to see if they can find her mom or brother right now, but they need to focus on how she's doing at the moment. The stick will be there for her when they're done, if she's that worried about it.

"That stick doesn't matter, just any stick. When I can go back."

The doctor seems confused by this but drops it in favor of treating her wounds.

"Thank you Doc-tor." She rolls the new word around, getting used to it. "It doesn't hurt so bad though."

And then the doctor proceeds to treat the wounds anyway despite her apparently not being in too much pain, and she's kept in for a few days for observation.

Evelyn is told about this! Grenadine is asked if she wants to talk to her.

Grenadine keeps asking if they found her mom and brother.

Evelyn is the lady who found her right?

It is! Also, no word on her mom or brother yet, but they're sure they'll find them.

There were so many people leaving through Thesa-something, that city. (The word she's looking for but doesn't know is refugees.) It must be hard to find them.

Sure, she'll talk to Evelyn, Evelyn actually listened to her, kinda.

Evelyn will come in and talk to her, in that case! The doctors tell her about what Grenadine's been saying – Thesa-something and such.

"Hi there," she says.

"Hi."

"How are you doing?" she asks, then sees the stick. "I see you… still have that stick."

"Yeah, but it doesn't work yet. I got hurt, so I can't fly. And this isn't a very good flying stick, I'm gonna find a better one when I go look for mom and Errie."

"Flying stick?" she asks. "I don't think that's the right translation."

"...Dunno word. English is hard. And this place does it different for some words."