Evie
No dust will ever grow on this frame
One million years, and I will still say your name
Though the patches are unsightly, they are strong, and perhaps there's a message to take from that in the wake of such destruction. The infirmary is beginning to settle into a rhythm around the three workers. A fast-paced one, but Evie can tell from years of experience that it's well-managed and under control, which is quite promising. One million years, and I will still say your name
Turning back to Sah and Deimos after a quick glance around, Evie gestures to the sconces and braziers on the walls that stand empty. "Can you re-light those? We need to get the warmth back in here from having the doors open so long, and I'm sure everyone will be working around the clock." They won't have time to stop and tend to oil lamps or dwindling fires. If they're already here, she'll ensure it's taken off their plates. Plus it will mean less worry about blanket supplies, which will surely be swiftly vanishing to cover injured patients.
With no fire magic of her own to speak of, Evie instead sees to dispersing exactly those blankets to the foot of the bed of each patient, ready for the nurses to utilize when ready without having to waste any time retrieving them.
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Last round!
Light the oil lamps and sconces, or just help warm the room in general! Evie is distributing blankets to each footboard if you'd like to help with that instead.
I love you more than I can ever say
