All three of them rushing to Ethan's side when he passed out, Elizabeth sighed and shook her head at Ethan. "Well... Get it now, I guess. But... Just figure it out, okay?" She questioned while her father, Dave, had skillfully already gotten a needle to draw blood from wherever he could on the nearest vein if he could find one, and was done in less then half a minute. "There." He murmured, putting the blood into a proper little container. "Ethan. Wake up." Elizabeth gave his shoulders a small shake, frowning.