We both got there at the same time and I could see blood covering Aya's knuckles and her legs set in an unusual position. She explained how she had tried stopping her kick scooter with her foot but had fallen and hurt her foot in the process. She had most likely twisted her ankle, and as the other guy was waiting for his ride to show up he offered to drive us both over to the university's health clinic so a doctor could check on Aya's injuries. We helped her get into the car, but she said it didn't hurt enough for me to accompany her - even though I had offered to wait with her at the clinic.
I called her a few hours later to check on how she was doing but had to remain content with leaving a message. Aya did call me back later in the evening; she'd actually broken her ankle and been taken to Moscow for treatment. That was the first time she'd ever broken a bone, and as I've never broken anything myself it was a surprise to see how stoically she took the injury.
Her mom is flying in from Japan next week and they had planned to see New York during her visit; I hope this doesn't keep them from having a good time in the Big Apple.