Noelle looked at Seth, "trust, first thing he asks is about food," she said with a light laugh, wincing from her ribs, "pass me some morphine will ya?" she asked Nicky before taking it from his hands. She pulled the cover of the needle off it with her teeth and prepared an area to insert the needle, trying to make sure she didn't stab an artery, otherwise he'd be in worse shape than now.
She did it quickly, whipping it out before she could stab it in too far, "there, just don't get too high off this okay Seth," she said, even though he was unconscious. She then made sure her stitching was still in place, cutting the bottoms of his trousers away. "We are going to need a serious lie for these injuries," she sighed, "otherwise we are going to be in so much crap."