Steve... [ She frowns at him, not wanting to completely bulldoze him into something he doesn't want, but also seriously concerned. She's not a professional. All she knows about first aid she learned in health class and from reading a few books. She swallows at the feel of his fingers still on her wrist.] At least let me get one of the volunteer nurses out there to look at it. What if you need antibiotics?

[ It's concerning that they don't look like they're healing at all. What if there's something in the Upside Down that regular medicine won't work on? What if there's nothing she can do for him? The thought makes her chest tighten and she steps forward, reaching out to push his hair back of his sweaty forehead gently.] I promise not to hold a gun to your head, I just want to make sure you're okay.