She'd be fiddling around inside of a small orange medkit, inspecting the contents. She'd be surrounded by all kinds of medical supplies, bandages, combat stims, tourniquet, splint.. It'd be somewhat overwhelming. Not for her, though. She seemed to perfectly know what each of the items was useful for. She raised her face up to you after a while.

Hello, do you need anything? Are you hurt? Bleeding? Broken leg? BROKEN ARM??