Cora squinted her eyes, studying the bruise. There wasn't anything in her first aid kit that would help him with a sprain, but she opened up her bag anyway, so the man could see that she wasn't lying. She pulled out the box, opening it to show him the plasters, bandages and anti-septic cream.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry. I don't have anything for that." She sighed, giving him a sympathetic look. "You need to keep it elevated but, we should probably get out of here soon." She suggested, naturally assuming that they would travel as a pair now. She had realised early on that it's not wise to hover in the maze. The council had ways to make her move along if she did, they needed to keep their viewings high and someone sat down resting wasn't exactly fun to watch.<br/><br/>The redhead looked up, there were 3 ways they could go from the square they were sat in now. She remembered which one she had come from, it probably wasn't the right way. Before the greenery it was just marble. The other two exits didn't give any hints as to where they went either. How were they supposed to figure out where the center was? She wondered if they had some kind of tree house or higher level that they could use to have a glance at the maze as an overall. Probably not. Maybe there wasn't even really a center, but then that wouldn't be a very good TV show.<br/><br/>Cora returned to her current situation, eyes flicking over the poor soul. He seemed to be in a lot of pain and she was relieved she hadn't been severely injured too. She was just hungry.<br/><br/>"Do you think... I could possibly have one of your ration packs?" She asked, feeling embarrassed to ask. She hoped Daz didn't think that was the only reason she'd helped him.