Kalista couldn't find any bleeding inside Mitch's skull, so that was one positive. On the other hand he was looking far more out of it than he should. So. She took his hands, testing if they were cold, and commanded, "Squeeze as hard as you can. Then tell me my name, your name and where we are." Kalista waited for him to comply or at least try to.<br/><br/>Then she began tugging his shirt up to inspect his skin for rashes. After getting him out of his shirt and inspecting him, she went for his boots. His feet were also tested for temperature and she pushed his pants up his legs to look for rashes there too. Finally she seemed finished with poking at him and settled back, thinking.<br/><br/>It wasn't as if she had a lot of supplies, but there were the kettles and water close by and fire. Plus she had done a little gathering because she couldn't help herself. Mostly if things didn't improve though, she would have to at least try magic. Diagnostics she'd done for her grandfather all the time, but healing with only magic, well she just wasn't that good at it. A soft sigh and she stood, moving to lay out the blanket Mitch had bought by the fire in preparation of moving him onto it.