“This is Dr.

Reed.

She’s going to help get you warm.”

Dr.

Reed laid a gentle, warm hand on Benji’s shoulder before reaching into her kit for a temporal thermometer.

She glided the little scanner across his forehead and held it there until it beeped.

“Ninety-five point four,” she said quietly to the paramedic behind her.

“Grab the warmed blankets out of the compartment.”