Okay, by get Alana she meant for Jack to bring her back to look at Eric.  She frowns as she looks up the way and then another.  "I haven't seen him.  I'm sure he's around here somewhere." Speak of the devil.  The dog comes trotting up to lick his owner's face.  "See?" She smiles though the look of his leg is a little more than concerning.  She's starting to wish she came with healing abilities instead of strength.  She has no idea what to do with that leg.  "JACKSON!" She cries out, listens for a moment and then looks towards the doors.  No way she's leaving Eric here.<br/><br/>"Keep talking, Eric.  What are your web comics about?" She asks, she might as well inquire maybe she'll even check them out after this is all finished.  Where's Alana? Jackson should have been able to find her by now...unless something happened.  Sandy sets her jaw then looks for something in the clinic.  Maybe she could find something to cauterize the wound.  Not the friendliest way to save Eric's life, but something's gotta give or he's going to die.