Samantha nodded, taking in what he told her after she handed him the towel wrapped bag of ice and water, "well, better is good. I'm not exactly sure though, but I can probably find out." She stood with a huff of breath, muttering to herself, "Cold, blanket...water, bowl? I need to look this stuff up," as she walked off, bringing back a blanket she gently laid over him then checking him for a fever, concerned about his chills, but not finding it hot. She nodded to herself before walking off again, bringing back a glass of water, "here, you should probably drink something. Not too much too fast. I'm going to see what I can find out about head injuries. Do you want anything else right now?" She asked.

After making sure The Doctor was taken care of, Samantha sat at a chair in a corner, pulling up a web browser and beginning her brief research on concussions, memory loss and sleep. The TV had been left on and very quietly reported more kiddnappings very similar to several other recent ones. According to the reporter none of them have been sighted yet. "Doctor? How long ago had you hit your head before I found you? Do you know, or can you estimate?" She asked, scanning another page for information other than symptoms and instructions to go to the hospital or care afterwards. So far she was sure it was a concussion, the memory loss from the head wound was very unlikely - she kept her mind open to the idea another alien was behind this particular problem - but possible, and sleep was probably okay. Even the chills could be explained by head injury. 

Samantha got up, walking over to the couch and kneeling nearby with a smile. "Well, I'm basing this all on human biology, and I'm not sure how different your race is, but I think you can go to sleep. I'm going to check with you every hour or two to make sure you're not getting worse. When I do I'll ask a few questions, like my name, your name, where we are. I'll need you to answer them, then you can go back to sleep. Alright, Doctor?" She explained, making sure she wasn't talking too quickly as she informed him. She checked his head and pulled off the ice pack, "sorry, you shouldn't ice it for very long at a time," she said before asking, "do you want anything before you go to sleep?"