[ Mary's sense of surprise registers first, before her body instinctively moves, reaching out to grab a very damp, dark-green book from underneath the rubble. The pages on the side look to be a runny amalgamation of colors, which means the pictures inside are very likely ruined. But it's still something, and Mary clutches it close, looking up at her helper. ]
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Thank y--
W-wait, you're hurt!
[ YOUR ARM?? ]