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Through the bar from the lake door, Mel leads a sorry procession. Four conjured stretchers, floating in line, Mel's hand still curled around the dirty blonde hair of the Robin on the first stretcher. The second bears the form of a burned and scarred Fire Prince, the third the much more burned and almost naked body of Billy. Behind the last carrying the dead form of a once loyal malamute, comes Lily, wand held up to keep the stretchers aloft.

"Hey, Beast."

Hank's head snaps around and his eyes widen.

"Oh my stars and garters... what happened?"

Even as he says it he is motioning her to bring the stretchers in and moving to three beds, stripping sheets back and setting up monitors.

"Some sort of battle," Lily says tiredly, looking around with interest. "Lightning strikes, to these two. Ah - one boy's going to the cells, not here, I'm afraid."

"Billy attacked Zuko and Steph," Mel says. Her voice is steady, but tired, and she lifts Steph up gently to set her in the bed. "I don't... it can't be just because of them. I want him in cell before he wakes so I can keep an eye on him."

Hank gapes for a long moment, then nods sadly. He glances at Billy and then forces himself to work, shoving his feelings down until he can deal with them later.

"I fear you are right. Might I get permission to see to him there after I am done doing what I can for them, here?"

He began moving Zuko to a bed, and then hooked both Zuko and Steph up with IVs, scanning each one slowly, making sure he knew exactly what was wrong before acting.

"Severe burns and shock... he glances up, makes calculations. But the pattern is odd... was there something shielding them partially?"

"I'm - honestly not sure," Lily admits. "Billy's magic is a type I'm not familiar with at all. It could have been anything."

And she looks more worried, now. Under the burns, now that she knows, she can see that it is the young lonely boy she'd been talking to yesterday. He hadn't seemed the type to murder at all.

Mel doesn't look worried at all. Mostly because if she relaxes a little bit, she'll crack.

But she does leave Steph's side, albeit to take Billy stretcher in one hand. "You can come in any time, Hank. This isn't like him, right?"

She just needs to make sure.

He shakes his head.

"Not even close. Even after the break up he was more depressed and likely to hurt himself than them. That is both my personal and professional opinion."

He sighs and shakes his head as he starts IVs full of nutrients and healing actives on both.

"I dont know what might have caused this."

His voice sounds suddenly very tired.

Lily watches the IVs with curiousity and well-hidden disdain. Every little bit's going to help, she supposes. But -

"I'd like to stay here with them, for a while, Doctor."

Electrical injury can lead to neurological damage; these kids are too young to be brain-damaged, not when she could save them that.

"I'm a Healer, in my world. I've - I've done what I could, repairing the damage, but there was ... quite a lot. I'm not sure your Muggle technology has the same capabilities as I do."

Hank spares a glances as Mel takes Billy away then he gets back to, work. When he is done, he nods. He stands and glances at them.

"You are more than welcome to stay. When they wake up, we can ask them what if any advanced healing with technology or magic they desire. Until then, we can make sure they will wake up and get better with what I have done here."

"Well - I'd rather like to keep them monitored constantly, actually," she says, diffidently. "I don't mean to disrespect your technology, but if there's neurological damage, I can pick it up rather easier than you might. And, ah, if we wait for them to wake up - well, that might be too late."

To Lily, the ethics are clear - you heal first, and ask permission later.