Isaiah looked at the rest of the group with a frown, "I'd say a medical bay before a holding cell," he said calmly. He didn't see where treating her like a criminal would help. "Lead on, let's move," he added with a nod. He adjusted his hold on Tara picking up her bag. He wished he had more of his equipment, most of it was left at the motel except for a few essentials. He glanced at Terra as she groaned, that would have to wait for now.