She had no idea where she was, even if she'd wanted to run away, she couldn't have, she'd be lost in moments.  She saw him though and her compassion took over.  She walked over and checked the arrows, they were going to hurt but she had to get them out.  She could feel them  and knew the best way was to push them through skin and then out, she carefully broke off the feathered ends and it was good he was unconscious as she had to wiggle them to get them lined up to go through his hide.  IT took her some time but finally she had the arrows out and she tore off a piece of her gown to wash his wounds.<br/><br/>Her healing powers were limited on those of other races, but she did manage to knit together the wounds a bit.<br/><br/>Exhausted, she sank down to the ground beside him and fell into a sleep, her head resting against his side.<br/><br/>