Adah gave a small nod; convinced that she wouldn't have to do much more at the moment, she attempted the slow event that would be straightening from her position of attendance, fighting her body's refusal quite well, she thought. "Might be a concussion," she said. "Can't do much about it with him unconscious like this, but I'll keep an eye on that, too. Let's get you ready for the transfusion, then."