Kael was the first to react, scooping Ava up in his arms like she weighed nothing. "Demon! Teleport us to the hospital. She appears to be seriously ill."
Zeldris believed him based on how her face kept changing colors. With a determined expression, he changed his glamour and grabbed onto Kael's arm despite her weak protests that she didn't need to go to the hospital.
He let go and started looking around for her purse, remembering the ID and insurance card issues from last time, all while she was being princess carried by an elf. She finally managed to muster some volume and stop them right before the teleport actually happened.
"Guys! I'm not actually sick. I'm just anxious about throwing myself off a building because I'm afraid of heights!"
Zeldris deflated slightly. "Then why didn't you say so?"
Ava tried. They weren't listening. "Can you put me down now, Kael?"