Granger
Granger hadn't the supplies or ability to take notes in Cera's class. Not that he'd actually expected to be participating aside from maybe nodding his head to indicate a sort of understanding and maybe the fact that he was in here just to stay warm and take a nap. But regardless of his preparation, or lack thereof, the young boy found the lecture to be more interesting than not with LongNight coming up. It couldn't hurt to at least know the basics of first aid and if Cera found it necessary to teach about it... Well, it didn't hurt to listen.He had no idea who this Evie was but he shuffled down from his seat in the back to grab the materials from the front of the class. He gave Cera a nod of acknowledgment as he brushed calloused fingers over the supplies laid out in front of them on the table. The bandages were easily enough to identify and he's pretty sure that this contraption is what Cera used on that Phoebe lady to turn the tourniquet.
Satisfied and with no questions coming to mind other than why he was actually participating in a partner exercise, he turned around to try and see who hadn't found their partner yet in a process of elimination to find Evie.
