The two of them work well together, with their muscular physiques, piling the unconscious bodies into the compartment.

"In that case, I call shotgun, and you can take the wheel," says Curufin with a grin. He climbs into the passenger seat in the cab. And then he digs in his pockets and hands over the ignition key in case Luke doesn't have his own keys with him.

And off to the Clinic!

{{OOC: If okay with you, I'm gonna assume that Luke has his own keys to all the vehicles, as well as to the pumping station and the firehouse. }}