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Ah, Doctor. How's it gone?

We owe you for this. Most of the injured are stable, and now it's just up to the lord's end for follow-up arrangements.

I used to doubt you were a medical company at all. I really am... truly am... sorry I thought that.

Thank you, thank you so much, I... I can't find any better words right now. If you hadn't saved us, the casualties and the accompanying disaster would've been unimaginable.

No, I... I'm just an errand boy... um...

How are the Medic Operators? Are they on break?

I'm not too sure where they've gone either—I thought you Rhodes Islanders would've had a better idea than me. I see your dormitory's been used to rest the injured?

Then I know. You go rest up for now.

Cap, HQ's sent med...

Shh, keep it quiet!

The elder Operator points towards the other end of the room, where a few reinforcement Medic Operators who rushed over from other offices are inspecting the conditions of the injured in the warehouse.

Their steps quietly shuffle back and forth between the patients, trying their best not to make noise.

Behind them, other Medic Operators who've fought through the whole day are sat against the wall, spent after over ten hours of consecutive operation.

That delicately framed doctor is huddled together with all the others, sleeping in a corner of the room.

In the quiet warehouse, the only noise is that of people breathing, respiring, but her light snores are distinct to pick out among them.

Her uniform and medical shielding equipment are covered in a mess, blood plasma, tissue fluid and indistinguishable fragments of flesh having left copious stains, the rancid scent having still not dispersed. It doesn't bother her, though, as she's fallen asleep just like that.

A multitude of breaths accompany her snores, rough and heavy, light and soft, among which are the breaths of the many she pulled back from death's door today.

Once tomorrow comes, these people will all thank her, and they'll thank that delicate doctor for the rest of their lives.

If something's up, we'll talk outside.

They... nah, let them rest.

How's the reception area?

No problems. Lord's people are all here, and they've shifted off the first batch of the lightly injured.

As long as it's all going well.

If there's something you wanna say, say it. Quit stopping and starting.

Not much... just, I feel like...

You want to resign?

No, I just feel like I've gotten to know this part of Rhodes Island's work a bit deeper... pretty much. Just a bit.

Hahaha...

It's good to have enthusiasm. Since you still do, go check on how our medical supply consumption's doing.

Make two reports, one for the office records, and one to hand to the local government tomorrow morning.

Okay... I'm going now.

Four days later

Everything packed up?

Yes, no problem.

I'm back, I'm back! Almost didn't make it!

What did you go off to do?!

Ah! This is the stuff you asked me to buy for you, right, Dr. Sussurro? Got it all here.

This much?

*clears throat*... These are books for Dr. Kal'tsit, and this is a souvenir for Dr. Gavial.

What's this, snacks?

Those are a... little present for the Doctor.

Doctor? You mean... that Doctor?

To keep things brief, say hello to Dr. Kal'tsit and the Doctor for me.

Alright, no problem.

And finally, I hope you have a good journey, and make it back safe.

Thank you very much. We'll see you next time.

They're off.

Alright. Time to head back and do some work. We've still got a mountain of reports to write.

...Hm...

What is it?

Maybe I oughta look for a work opportunity, head to the Rhodes Island landship and see for myself... Feels like it's all amazing people over there.

Sure. But finish the work you've got first, and then you can mull it over.