[Martha hurried from the infirmary, given that everyone there was stable at the moment. Well, at least they sounded much more stable than Libby did at the moment. She took a deep breath before she stood in front of Libby's door. Her right hand banged quickly against it, and her left was close to her stomach; she probably should have it in a sling but she didn't want to bother.]

Libby... [She called out quickly.] Libby it's Martha.