[ Okay he'll hear her complaints now it seems, but she'll have to deal with it. ]

Oh hush, you baby.

[ He continues to walk through the district, stopping at clinics that are full one after the other. It looks like more people were hurt from the stampede that followed. Thankfully, he eventually found a bench where he could sit her with a drug store nearby. ]

Wait here. No buts or trying to walk off, I will find you. [ A beat. ] That came out creppier than I intended. I'll be right back.

[ He rushes off to the drug store and buys all he needs, a cold compress, bandage, ointment, some pain killers, and some bite size chocolates and a bottle of water. Hopefully, she listend to him and when he does come back she'll be sitting on that bench. ]

Here, eat these. Slowly.

[ He says handing the chocolates over to her. Sweets help with shock after all, and if she's chewing on something maybe she won't complain as much when he goes to check on her foot - gently lifting to the modest amount of light provided by the street lights and examining the damage done. ]

Definitely inflamed....not broken through....just a very bad sprain. Consider yourself lucky.