[He uses Julien for pulses, for finding the broken vessels if there is internal bleeding, and the sutures get a nod and a Good.
Thank god for small mercies, like the water. Aaron climbs to his feet, his shoulders low, visibly tired.]
That's enough. Unless another wave hits, god forbid, that's all we can do for now.
Time to see to ourselves.
[He's going to wash his own hands and his own face and nod for Julien to follow him out of the makeshift-hospital room, walking through the rows and rows of injured, some conscious, some not.]
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Thank god for small mercies, like the water. Aaron climbs to his feet, his shoulders low, visibly tired.]
That's enough. Unless another wave hits, god forbid, that's all we can do for now.
Time to see to ourselves.
[He's going to wash his own hands and his own face and nod for Julien to follow him out of the makeshift-hospital room, walking through the rows and rows of injured, some conscious, some not.]