She comes to with a gasp, shivering with cold and reaction. There's a man bending over her: she reacts badly, pushing herself up to sitting and away, trying to tug her wrist out of his grasp.

"Who are you?" she demands. "What are you –?"

But even that movement sends a sharp pang of pain ricocheting around her body; she winces and clutches at her side with her free hand.