Euan barely noticed that she was more or less tearing his shirt in half. He was far too focused on making sure that she was going to be all right - checking to figure out the angle the coat hook had gone inside so that he could pull her off of it as straight as possible - and that he wasn't going to 'lose his cool'.
People in this situation were prone to hysteria, and that wouldn't help either of them. He nodded, and as soon as Rebecca's eyes slid closed he pulled, refusing to hear the squelch as the hook was removed. After that it was a quick patching spell to stop (hopefully) most of the blood.
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