"Damnit- here, sit down a second." McCoy said, rustling through his pack for gauze to at least try and bind her ankle to keep it from too much sidewards movement. He glanced over briefly as she asked, lips pursing.

"Yeah, I'm just fantastic." He said dryly. At least he was getting better at sorting through his thoughts and Pavi's when the other man's memories spiked. "Sit, you're going to need your ankle and speed for when we find that damned brat."