"Shh, don't try to talk. Hold still." Azula wasn't doing herself any favors by straining herself. That, and Karen didn't want to have to hear Azula rejecting her even at a time like this.

She wasn't sure what to do about Azula's frozen legs yet, but there was no use sitting around doing nothing trying to figure something out. Karen pulled tape and a SAM splint from the first aid kit (her parents spared no expense when it came to the potential safety of their beloved daughter), and got to work on Azula's right arm.

[Accidentally posted before I finished adding something in. Sorry.]