"Sure, you'll be fine. You only have a bullet stuck in your leg." I said raising an eyebrow at her. It was a relief to see everyone walking towards us in one piece. All three of them dumped their bags, apart from Em who grabbed the medical bag and made her way over to us. 
"We've stopped the bleeding," I told her, watching her examine the wound. She had a few scratches on her cheek bone but otherwise looked unscathed.
"Yeah, looks good." She said and began rummaging through the bag, pulling out various medical items. "First of all, take these." She held out her palm to Daisy, where she held two small pills. "For the pain." She added.
"Are you trained?" I asked surprised.
Em looked at me and didn't answer.
"Second, I'll take the bullet out and then stitch you back up, it's not a deep wound. I can see the bullet from here." Em said as she lifted the fabric off of Daisy's leg, peering into the wound.