"Well we can't just let him sit there, who knows how long he'll be shut off like that, somebody could see him." She walked over to Frank and looked down at him, there were still dark patches under her eyes from the strain.<br/>"I'll just go put on some clothes and then I think we should move him." She walked over to the wrecked tent that had been hers and Lulus, her clothes were scattered all over the place, some of it had been torn. She sighed as she found her favorite jeans with a big tear in them, it was the only pair that she could find and was forced to wear them. The tear was across the thigh, luckily she found a shirt that wasn't torn and mostly clean.<br/><br/>She walked back to the others, her hands at her hips as she looked down at Frank that was still shut down. Pieces had been torn out of him several places and it made him a horrifying sight, more than he usually were. She looked at Ryan for a moment before turning to Alistair.<br/>"Sooo, how are we going to move him?"