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Stefan 
The man just had his late lunch, and was trapped in the moving staircases when the emergency form made its way to him. His first thought when he saw the piece of parchment was that somebody tampered his magical niche. His second thought however, was the possible high severity of an accident that this person could no longer write.
No matter what he thinks of the form, both guesses needed his immediate attention.
River took two steps at a time, rounded up a secret corridor, down a few flight of stairs, into a secret portrait, then out into the Third Floor. Black robes billowed behind him as he quickened his pace towards the antechamber to find, "Master...Winslow?" he asked, his brows furrowed in confusion as he saw his...jelly fingers.
Alright, so that's the first accident right there, but why was he covering his nose? "Let me see that." River pocketed Mason's form as he got one of his hands and slowly closed it into a fist...or lump in his case to prevent it from wiggling around. "Your other hand please." Which also means, show your broken and bloody nose, young man.
Winslow....
Well, at least the Healer could read his name. Or did he knew his name in general? Not that it mattered, what mattered was that he was here so that Mason could get help.
He was surprised when the man did not come through the hospital wing door but from the corridor. He held up one of his hands as the Healer grabbed it, making a 'fist' of his jelly jinxed fingers hand and the Ravenclaw looked at it, a look of both curiousity and disgust on his face.
When he had to show his other hand he hesitated for a second or two. Then, slowly and not looking at the Healer but behind him he lowered his hand. Dried blood was still under his obviously broken nose.
He hoped that he wasn't going to ask questions because he needed to leave as soon as possible to find Dora and
kick ask her to give his wand back.