This is inconvenient but, like, pretty understandable of them? 

Marian relates their conversation to Samora. "They're going to call someone who isn't at the hospital to try to check if we're all hallucinating because of some kind of poisonous gas leak. ...I really don't think we are but I think for anyone just showing up now - who thinks magic is impossible - it does seem pretty insane." 

Samora is now contemplating the possibility that she is experiencing another one of those psychic bubble things, but people she healed, rescued, or otherwise interacted with while that was happening were still healed/rescued/etc afterwards, and also the only way that would explain things from the hospital staff's perspective would be if Samora didn't exist, which is the one thing she can most confidently rule out.

"Presumably anything I could do to help on that front could just be more poisonous gas leak?" (She doesn't question why they think there might be poisonous gas around; that sort of thing happens sometimes.) "If that's going to take more than half an hour and they want me to wait on the third channel until they can watch I'd like to find somewhere quiet to contact my party. Or I can answer your questions and explain to you about the afterlives, if you'd rather."

"Uh, I'm not sure how long they're planning to take? Dr Harrison was definitely in a hurry. Maybe let's wait five minutes and if it looks like it'll be ages then we can figure out what to do in the meantime?"

Probably Samora shouldn't go commit to doing something that takes half an hour, in case one of the not-yet-healed ICU patients starts deteriorating and they need to heal them or at least stabilize them ASAP. And Marian is curious about the - uh, afterlives - but also feeling kind of overwhelmed and like it would be super distracting. 

"Alright." She can sit around for a bit and work on Sending wordings in her head.

Elsewhere:

"Hey honey, what's up? Everything alright over there?"

“- I don’t know. If everything's all right. Some wild shit is what’s up. I - you’re gonna think Irma put me up to this but I swear it’s not a prank - so they just hauled a bunch of us down for a conference in the trauma ICU, right, because I shit you not, there's a lady claiming she has magic healing powers from another world and, I mean, what I'm seeing is that all of a sudden two-thirds of the patients down here are up and walking and hugging their mothers or whatnot so clearly something happened -" 

She is perhaps more shaken than she had realized. 

"- and we were thinking, like, how do we check if we're having some sort of group hallucination, and someone pointed out if it was gas it'd just be in the hospital, and you're not in the hospital, and I need you to figure out if we're crazy before we get her to heal everyone in the ER." 

"I mean, that sounds pretty crazy? Uh, what's--Whiskers, get off the table--what's today's date and who's the President?"

"February six– no, today's the seventeenth. Wednesday. 2016, and Obama. I know it sounds pretty crazy, it's stressing me out too." 

"Okay, what did you actually see, personally, yourself? Did you see someone get healed, or did you see someone injured and then see what looked like the same person healed later, or what?"

"Uh, I haven't seen any healing yet, we're all standing around arguing about whether to move some of our postop patients down here - supposedly magic lady can only do the healing a few times a day but it'll get everyone within thirty feet or something." 

She pauses, considering. "...I haven't seen, like, anything physically impossible? Just - remember Tatiana texted us last night about the kids in the car crash? One of them was probably brain-dead? Well. There sure are two perfectly healthy kids crying on each other getting a lecture from one of the nurses about how they might not be so lucky next time. I don't - it'd be a really weird hoax! It'd be even weirder for the trauma surgeon to be in on it!" 

"Man, yeah, I'm not really seeing any non-weird options here--it's really good, if it's true, and it sounds too, large and coherent I guess, to be a hallucination? Hallucinations are usually one thing and not a whole series of events. Uh, you sound normal and sane and everything and I don't really have a better recommendation than 'tell the alleged magic healing person to do more of it while you're watching'? If they're trying to get a pile of money or for you all to join a cult or something maybe don't do that, but I guess I'd be pretty tempted, if I saw the magic healing."

Short laugh. "Kinda sounds like she's in a cult, but - honestly I am tempted, if joining the weird magic cult gets you magic healing? ...You know what, if the surgeon says it's okay, I could get a video on my phone and email it to you. If whatever it is looks real to you too then I'm convinced." 

"Uh, if you can--Whiskers that is my coffee--if you can jump through all the HIPAA hoops so we don't get eaten by saber-toothed lawyers then yeah, that sounds like the smart thing to do."

It's not like there's a standard waiver form for 'can we film your miraculous healing?'! She hadn't super thought that far ahead! "Yeah, of course."

Ugh, Dr Harrison is probably not going to be sympathetic to adding any more delay so they can not just prove this is real but do it with all the paperwork in order. (It's probably dubiously ethical to use magic healing on patients without, like, getting informed consent?) 

"Anyway I should go, I'll keep you updated - it does seem too coherent to be a hallucination, I just, you know, wanted to make sure it also sounded coherent to you..." 

"Yeah, it's--yeah. Definitely keep me updated. I hope it's real."

"...Yeah. Me too.

- Bye. Love you." And she hangs up. 

Marian could only hear half of the conversation, and was also trying to listen to several other conversations; the ER manager is strategizing out loud with Dr Chadra about how to arrange patients in the hallway, and Dr Harrison is talking to Clarice about the merits of transporting the janitor with the slime disease here versus having Samora trek up to telemetry. (Considerations: Samora is maybe still contagious if she didn’t get herself totally clean, but the janitor definitely is, which is an argument against moving him; on the other hand, they could bring him down now, whereas Dr Harrison is not inclined to have Samora leave the ICU while the remaining patients haven’t been healed yet.)

She translates this for Samora and then remembers something. “Wait, did you ever get your other stuff back? The sword and shield?”

"No--I think Fraser said something about having found them, but I don't know where they actually are. Or whether the sword is still covered in disease-causing gunk and I need to wash it."

Nod. "I'm not sure where they ended up, probably they're not, like, still just in a corner of the ER? I can ask Fraser if he knows. Uh, sorry about dropping the ball on getting your stuff back to you - you really shouldn't need a sword here but it's still yours." 

"Yes, I noticed that nobody goes armed here. I don't expect to need it, but it's both the most expensive thing I own and the most personally important. My father made it for me when I was chosen by the goddess. The shield is less important, but the sword I would very much like to have where I can see it." Her voice is full of pride when she mentions her father.

Awwwwwwww!

“Yeah, we should definitely get it back to you! I bet they cleaned it, wherever it is - I hope they did after they found out someone got sick from it - he touched it when you came in, no one knew about the infection risk yet.”

Also it sounds like the other conversations are reaching conclusions. “They’re going to bring the man who got sick with the infection here, he’s not unstable or anything and I guess they think they can be careful and not spread it? The doctor doesn’t want you to leave until all the patients here are healed, in case anyone gets worse suddenly, but it sounds like they’re working on bringing emergency room patients over now.”

And she can track down Fraser again to briefly ask him about the sword. 

Oh right the sword!!! It's over at Pathology. Fraser...honestly doesn't really want to argue with them on the phone about giving it back, among other things he was just up all night working and now it's past 9 am and he's still here. Maybe he'll throw Clarice at the problem, they also seem more likely to listen to the charge nurse. 

...The shield is totally at the ER and if he's helping move patients over from there he might as well grab it at the same time. 

She's happy to see the shield again! She relays her thanks and slings it on her back, glowing crystal and all, then goes back to helping arrange beds.

The sick janitor arrives before the ER patients do. (Fraser is over at the ER with the unit manager, attempting to explain to the patients what's going on.) 

He looks pretty unhappy - he's wheeled over in bed by a nurse in iso gear, curled up and looking feverish and sweaty, with IV fluids running, a temporarily clamped nasogastric tube, and a hospital barf bag in his hand just in case.

They stop at the main doors, well short of even getting close to any of the ICU patients. He does not seem inclined to object to whatever Samora wants to do. 

Oh no, poor him. She was going to explain first and then cure him, but he doesn't look like he's in great shape to understand explanations. Instead she walks over, incants, gestures, and taps the sheet over his foot.

(When the spell goes through, his temperature doesn't instantly normalize, but his body immediately stops trying to keep it where it is. Also his nausea goes away immediately, which is less visible to a thermometer but much more visible to introspection.)

"Please tell him I'm sorry my sword got him sick, but that I have magic healing and he should feel better soon, and that I can answer his questions now or later but need you to translate," she relays to Marian.