"It looks like they all need medical attention," Jenny said, closing the door behind the small group. She ran for the first aid kit, which was more like a tackle box for hunting Moby Dick, and brought it back.
On her way, she purposely bumped Argo's chair with her hip. With her power, she was better than an alarm clock. If this was some sort of ruse, they would need him not only awake, but current with the situation.
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