Wheeling Gull Isle this is the part where you run

The body freaked on them, limbs flailing this way and that. Well, at least it was alive. She scuttered backward and immediately released the storm's nape as Ying barked. As the thing's jaws opened to release a flow of darkened sand, Huā quickly turned her gaze away. The sight made her feel just as nauseous. But moreso, she was filled with an overwhelming sense of pity for the sickened castaway. 

Ying asks her what to do, and her mind bounces here and there. Was this leadership? Making decisions when it seems hopeless? Perhaps one of the cousins had picked up medicine as a trade in the time she'd not seen them, but she doubted it. Or did Mei know anything? The girl was often reserved, in her religion for example, and so Huā could not be sure. Still, she would try. 那。。。我们有医生吗? She frets with obvious concern. Willing to try anything, she throws back ebony head and howls, a call for any medics.