"Here," Lexie says, finally reaching the clinic, still carefully helping to steady Caroline. "Come sit, and I'll clean all this off, take a look and see what we need to do. You don't seem to be losing blood, at least, which is a really good thing." She isn't banking too much on that, though, remembering the way the bullet shells clattered against the floor. There could be some other explanation for it, but she's not in the business of taking chances with such things.