First Aid is needed

Isla take your medicine Isla, of course, is there in the Infirmary. She practically lives there, and at LongNight especially so. It's quiet - for now - and so she's getting caught up on some paperwork and notetaking at the reception desk when Darkeye walks in, glancing up at the sound of his voice. The hesitation on her face is obvious, at first, until she realises he's there for something other than politics. "Of course - I can teach you myself if you like. I'm always happy to share that sort of knowledge with people." Rising to her feet, she beckons for Darkeye to follow her into the ward. There's a curtained off area she's started to use specifically for demonstrations and training, so she walks him to this spot and draws the curtain back. "Is there anything specific you think you'd like to learn?"