[There's so much to absorb, here. Her mind slips into analyzing the injury first and foremost, and though there's agony in her at seeing one of her precious girls injured like this, she can see the wound's not life-threatening. Painful, and it needs to be cleaned and treated right away, but she'll be okay.

That hand... Summer's brain screams to know what happened there, but she can't ask that right now. She has to deal with the current injuries before she can look to the past ones. No matter how much they horrify her.

But nowhere near as much as hearing Yang say that to her. Her eyes jerk up, pain and shock clear on her face, not that her daughter can see how crushed she is. But then she hears the rest, and she realizes what's happening. Oh, her poor baby...]

Yang. Sunflower. Breathe. In, one, two, three, four, five. Out, one, two, three, four, five.

[She can't treat her if she can't calm her down, so that takes priority now. At least she's got long experience calming people who are in the midst of panic. Part of the job, after all.]

Keep breathing like that, and when you think you can... Open your eyes.

[Look at her. Please.]