[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#4dffa6]Dorothy Pender[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/dde661389331ea75740a4e6657bc0212/tumblr_inline_nm9gdxOF3y1rrrkde.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Engine Room[/center][hr][hr]Dorothy pursed her lips slightly at Lionel's squawking. Now, she did partially feel like smacking him upside the head after his tirade of swears and curses, as he reminded her almost too much of her father. But bedside manner was bedside manner. [color=4dffa6]"Go see if anyone else is wounded,"[/color] Dorothy asked, not bothering to look to see if Lionel would help as she crouched down in front of Gideon. 

[color=4dffa6]"I'm checking you as well,"[/color] Dorothy explained, shining the light in Gideon's eyes and moving it slowly. Those who suffered from a concussion were generally light sensitive, and their eye movements were abnormal, in that there was either no response or a highly irregular response. After a few moments, it was evident that Gideon had a concussion as well. 

[color=4dffa6]"Second thought, Lionel, best be that you stay with him,"[/color] Dorothy instructed. [color=4dffa6]"Make sure he doesn't fall asleep. He's got a nasty concussion, but should be okay. I'll need to go see if anyone else is hurt--with a landing like that, I'd be surprised if a concussion is the least of our troubles. [/color]

Assuming Lionel consented to watching Gideon, Dorothy would then make her way out of the engine room, looking for anyone else in need of medical attention, her medical kit at her side like always.