Truth serum, probably quite a bit if he was this out of it. She moved a bit closer, looking into his eyes to gauge whether or not he had a concussion and wishing she had a light in order to check the constriction of his pupils. She sighed at his refusal to believe her, but she didn't blame him, he had probably been tortured, not just beaten.

"Trust me," she replied, "No one is going to hurt you now. Let me get you to a healer."