He wants to check on Cosette because she's clearly in far worse shape than he is but once they're on shore, all he can do is try to cough up all the water that he's swallowed into his lungs before sprawling out on his back with his arm clutching his injured side. He narrows his eyes and grimaces when he sees his shirt torn to shreds from the sharp teeth of the beast, blood staining his hands and now the sand. He groans in discomfort as he shifts his weight more toward his right side because he's read about infections, he knows what could happen if he doesn't get this looked at and the same goes for Cosette.
He reaches out with his free hand, gesturing for Joel's attention, though his eyes are closed and he has no idea whether he's got it. "Hospital," he murmurs, slurring the word the slightest bit. "Gotta get her to the hospital."
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Date: 2014-05-27 09:54 am (UTC)He reaches out with his free hand, gesturing for Joel's attention, though his eyes are closed and he has no idea whether he's got it. "Hospital," he murmurs, slurring the word the slightest bit. "Gotta get her to the hospital."