Yvette hesitated, heart pounding in panic as the guy asked her to basically preform rudimentary surgery (or at least that’s how it registered in her mind). [b]”Um… um… Maybe I should…”[/b] she hesitated, feeling sick as she glanced back, wanting there to be someone there braver than she who would do this. But the only ones not injured were performing a mission on the sinking boat. Yvette swallowed hard, her face feeling numb as she turned back to Kyle and nodded. [b]”Okay,”[/b] she said meekly, looking completely unsure as she tried to hold back whatever little bit of anything was resting in her stomach, and began to pry the piece of metal out of Kyle’s leg. She knew he said he might pass out, but she only hoped she wouldn’t as well.