"Human girl, human girl!"
"Uh, her name is Rune, Liaena Rune."
"Liaena, can you hear me?"
"I don't think so, it looks like she's passing out... "
Rithrynn commented casually as she watched the Draenei's handling of the human. It was quite obvious, even to a fool, that the Draenei was not very used to handling people. Or living things in general. And Liaena's face contineously shifted between red, blue and even green, her mouth shapelessly moving about as the girl tried to formulate something that-Rithrynn-thought was supposed to be words, but obviously she failed quite badly at it.
"And I don't think holding her like that is making this any better."
" ... dropping her, probably not an improvement either... "
Rithrynn was both impressed, and a little horrified, at the horrific way the Draenei, albeit unintentionally, was treating Liaena. Neema's appearant epic ability to cause mayham, was perhaps only matched by her clumsiness that made even Liaena's methods by comparison appear as fine and refined medical procedures; and given that the latter girl had a tendancy to spray acid on people's wounds or feed them potions and cures without even knowing what was in those bottles; it was perhaps not speaking so well for Neema's astonishing inability at anything related to helping people.
"Got something to wake her up? There might be something in her bag... "
"Wake her up?"
The Draenei suddenly frooze completely up for a moment, as if a light had just appeared in her head. Neema quickly turned to look down at her own satchel hanging around her torso, rummaging around in the leather pockets before retrieving what resembled a small, tiny glass syringe with bronze frame. It contained a yellow, purple'ish brown liquid that radiated with a low light.
" ... is that stuff dangerous?"
"Nope!" Neema exclaimed confidently as she wielded the syringe in her right hand.
"It's concentrated, raw Southsea bull-shark adrenaline charged with a little focused, arcane magic."
"That sounds dangerous to me."
" ... it hasn't killed me yet!"
"You're not exactl,- Elune, you did just not do that!!?"
Rithrynn gasped as the Draenei suddenly removed the safety cork off the tip of the syringe, before immediately jabbing it down into Liaena's left buttock, and squeezed the glowy contents of the syringe right into the human's body - all the while Rithrynn was left as a horrified witness to the event, but soon the Night Elf's expression turned more curious as she gazed down at the human, waiting to see a reaction.
" ... I hope you didn't just kill her... "