"I'm right here," Wilding says, from across the room, spear still leveled at the unconscious Cat-man.<br/><br/>As he drifts in and out of consciousness, he'll feel Elizabeth in his mind, wicking away some of the pain. It's not as good as a pain killer, but it makes it at least tolerable for a while, long enough to get loaded up into a helicopter and escorted back to base, and the med bay, where he's administered proper meds, and allowed to pass out for the rest of the day.<br/><br/>When he wakes from that, still sore, but bandaged and otherwise patched up, it's late afternoon, Elizabeth, as always, by his side.<br/><br/>(Heal all stress, of course, and choose one consequence to downgrade by one step, into an open slot (or eliminate a minor).)