[Ahime lets out a pained noise that's not quite a scream, not quite a grunt. She would have taken it, dealt with the pain so she could get back safe... if she hadn't felt that bullet go by.

A shaking, bloody hand goes to snag... well, anyone's wrist roughly, voice still far too loud thanks to ringing in her ears.

Basically whoever is unfortunate to be at just the right range for her to grab.]

No--! Listen to me! That cure-- those people back there need it! Th-this... this is the kind of thing I've been prepared for my entire life... you need to get them back safe with it, so that no one else will die!

[And just in case anyone is willing to argue:]

That's a damn order!