When Amelia reached the meeting point, she laid the man on the ground and started doing what she could to clear the man's lungs of any smoke. Though he was breathing on his own, his breaths were shallow and it was clear enough he was struggling. Just being in clearer air seemed to be helping, however, she had no idea if he'd wake soon or not. She was pretty sure proper care after inhaling smoke like he had required a manual resuscitator, and a small knot was forming on the back of his head. Throw in the preliminary burns from the initial exposure to the blaze, and she was amazed he was still alive. Fifteen blocks was no walk in the park, after all.

[color=#d2691e]"I don't even know where the nearest hospital is,"[/color] Amelia muttered irritably, wondering, not for the first time, if she should have left him outside of the building. At least when emergency services [i]had[/i] arrived, he would've received more appropriate medical care. Not only that, but for all she knew, she'd just taken the man for his attacker.

Before she could dwell on the man's condition any longer, the masked man joined Amelia in the alley and fired off two questions as soon as he saw her. Standing from the crouch she'd been in by the man's side, her lips pulled down into a frown. He seemed to have his priorities pretty straight, but he was the one in a mask, and that first question should've been what she was asking. Regardless, she answered him after a few beats of silence between them.

[color=#d2691e]"I'd like to think you can,"[/color] Amelia responded, glancing over her shoulder at the unconscious man. [color=#d2691e]"He's still breathing, but he's struggling. His arms have burns - probably second degree, given his proximity to the flames, and his head injury seems mild, despite the knot on the back of his head. On the upside, he's not bleeding."[/color] She ticked off the man's condition with her fingers as she spoke, then looked expectantly at the masked man. [color=#d2691e]"Are [i]you[/i] trustworthy?"[/color]