The movements and groans quickly caught May's attention. She swiftly moved down, shoving her dog away from the man, placing herself over him to look him over. "Well...looks like he doesn't have a concussion...Though he's gonna be hurting in a few minutes." She moved a bit, trying to watch his pupils. "Can you hear me?" she said, slowly lowering to her knees. She got her face quite close, as his eyes were barely open. She didn't want to get a bad reaction by pulling his lid open to check the dilation of his pupils. It was the only way she could be sure he didn't have a concussion. "Can you open your eyes a little more? Can you see?"