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Isla take your medicine Whether intentional or not, Isla didn't miss the innuendo in Kalt's words, and she smirked across at him and shrugged her shoulders. "Now's as good a time as any, then - for the tour and for the help. We are busy, but I can take a few minutes to show you around if it means an extra set of hands today." Her smile softened, Isla checking one more time on the patient they'd stitched up together before leading him from the treatment room. The tour wasn't long - the infirmary consisted of a small reception area, a large ward divided by several curtains, a few treatment rooms and a study. They had to move quickly because of the number of nurses and other helping hands Isla had already acquired - not enough, unfortunately. When they arrived at the reception, she smiled up at Kalt. "Hopefully I haven't frightened you off," she murmured. "If you feel confident enough, please help out wherever you like. And if you need any assistance, come and find me."