She was a little worse for wear but she was coming back. Breathing heavy she slowed her run when she saw how the turtle was reacting to the poison. What was that stuff?

"H-hey, I'm back." Cautiously she reached a hand out to touch his head. How hot were turtle suppose to be? "I've got water, okay. You're going to be fine." She was lying. Without medical attention he was going to be as dead as those who'd already succumed to the poison. Still, she wasn't going to let him die alone. "Can you talk? What's your name?"