"Yep. I'll cover you over and buckle you in, and then I'll run you down over here. It's as simple as that." Martha smiled at her, because she didn't mean any harm by it, because it was standard, and because she wanted to get Vasilia treated as quickly as possible.

After a moment, she pulled out a surgical mask in a sterile wrapping and handed it to the woman. "Here, so we don't pick up anything else on the way."