Helen had heard about the explosion even if she hadn't been present and made her way quickly to the clinic; in times of crisis, people always needed doctors whether for their physical injuries or for those more subtle and psychological. She didn't profess to be a psychiatrist by any stretch of the imagination but she'd picked up enough of the mannerism over the decades to be a calm and soothing presence if need be.

Freddie was a familiar face, at least, and Helen chanced a small smile before assessing him.

"What's the verdict before I start poking about and seeing what's wrong?"