Zoe noticed the woman pull her hand away from her body and lift her hand, which was covered in red. She frowned and then the stranger swayed, and passed out. "Oh! Oh!" Zoe shouted, realizing that the stranger was hurt, "It's blood! It's blood! What do we do? What do we do?"
Zoe started to pace back and forth, and then stopped. She pointed her little stick at the woman. "I'll fix her right up!" She looked at the spot where the flower use to grow and hesitated.