There's a cough from somewhere closeby, and then through a cloud of dust and the tumbling of rubble emerges one skinny, tall male nurse.

Just what the doctor crew ordered, right?

He doesn't look too badly hurt, just a couple of surface scratches and some already blossoming bruises. He rubs his head with one hand, groaning and squinting as the dust settles.

"What just happened?" he asks, before his eyes settle on the young girl and what clearly looked like a broken arm, if the swelling and the slightly funny way she holds her arm are any indication.

Suddenly, it's like he's been revived, because his own pain and grogginess are gone.

"Right - d'you mind if I take a look?

"I'm a nurse."