Algy heard Livvy offer some of her medical history, asthma, which he knew would be relevant for any smoke inhalation. The woman herself was slack in his arms, in pain but not moving much. The dragon was worried, but knew that having her conscious and aware was a good sign.
Not willing to jostle her too much, Algy did not run for the open door, but walked with long, distance eating strides as he held her stable is his arms. She was talking, questioning the event, but Algy didn't have much of an answer to her. He hadn't gotten out unscathed, but the fire simply hadn't set him alight.
“Luck, love, that's how. I'm an old hand at this, got some leftover from the war,” the Welshman reassured, answering her to keep her distracted from the severe pain she had to be in. “I rationed it,” he added, joking lightly.
To the approaching man, he gave a firm, “I've got her, doctor.” He didn't slow as he walked, wanting to get her on a flat surface where the man could look her over properly. He added vital information for the doc as he marched on. “She's got severe burns. Maybe smoke inhalation. She says she has asthma.”
Not willing to jostle her too much, Algy did not run for the open door, but walked with long, distance eating strides as he held her stable is his arms. She was talking, questioning the event, but Algy didn't have much of an answer to her. He hadn't gotten out unscathed, but the fire simply hadn't set him alight.
“Luck, love, that's how. I'm an old hand at this, got some leftover from the war,” the Welshman reassured, answering her to keep her distracted from the severe pain she had to be in. “I rationed it,” he added, joking lightly.
To the approaching man, he gave a firm, “I've got her, doctor.” He didn't slow as he walked, wanting to get her on a flat surface where the man could look her over properly. He added vital information for the doc as he marched on. “She's got severe burns. Maybe smoke inhalation. She says she has asthma.”