[ she watches jovan's supply diving with something like a false sense of calm. she's not calm, but she feels, at the moment, detached from the scene while still participating in it, albeit distantly -- like there's an additional layer or two between herself and her actions, and then another between the all-encompassing 'her' and the others.

tl;dr she did all her active flipping out on the streets and now she's recovering her strength for another flip out if this pseudo-surgery doesn't work.

at the sight of the glue, her lips pull back and her eyes narrow in a grimace. ]

That's going to be so messy... [ she holds her hand out for the tape, but realizes its full with, well, her arm.

she glances back at holly and anthony. ]

Can one of you, like, hold my arm up, I guess? [ she ends up focusing her look on holly more, and that's when she notices the difference in complexion.

one of the layers slips away. her expression becomes a little more alert.

addressing holly, she says, ] Hey, you're... You're not blue anymore.