Michael grabbed one of the blankets and practically tied her in it, holding her close to his chest while trying to rub her arms. He didn't know if that could also hurt her ankle, but right at this point he wasn't thinking clearly. "Hey, Red Cross!" he barked at the doctor, unconsciously using the nickname given to him by the other girls, "Start looking at her ankle!"<br/><br/>He continued to pet Mel through the blanket, through the jacket, whispering assurances through her ear that it would be fine.