The lack of lighting combined with the lurching of the ship caused Elayne to trip over some exposed cables, which sent her sprawling back to the ground. Growling a curse, she rubbing her bruised arm, and looked up to see a white box with a red cross on top. "Well," she muttered, snagging the box as she stood, "I'm glad that fall was good for something." She sighed and made her way more carefully past Mar and Belzar to the wounded man. Kneeling by him, she cleaned the wound as well as she could in the dark and wound gauze around his head. "Should we just stay here til he wakes up?" she asked Mar, looking up to him.