Elijah looked to the dentist as if he were mad. "No! Help me move him out of the way so he is not on these blasted steps!" He tried to gently hold the man's upper body and keep his head safe so he could lay him flat on the floor, and took off his own jacket to use as a pillow for his injured head. "Please don't be dying." He said, and it pained him how deeply he meant it. Was there some sort of curse that those he cared about suffered misfortune?