[ The fact that she's been through a lot worse does absolutely nothing to make this situation any better. The one good thing is that at least she's stuck with a doctor, and one who's not only used to these kinds of situations, so he can keep very calm under pressure, despite what most people might think.

His kit's at least well stocked, so once she's lying down, he grabs his diagnosis wrap to check the damage to her organs, see where he needs to start before he even thinks about patching her up.

The gash goes deep so he has to work from the inside and outwards. First he presses the hypospray to her side, with a dose of local anaesthetic that should at least alleviate the pain as he next grabs the autosuture and starts stitching up the damage from the inside out. ]

Sara. Stay with me, don't fall asleep. You'll be just fine, alright? They'll beam us up any moment now, I promise you.