Isla
"Well luckily for you, the Infirmary keeps me very busy indeed. And you know, I have been needing to reach the top shelves of my store cupboard for some time now." Height jokes, what better thing to raise Sunjata's spirits? Isla works dilligently to get the rest of him patched up and ready for rest and recuperation, and whilst his shirt is pretty fucked, he can at least climb beneath the covers of the bed.
"Alright, I think you're good to go," she murmurs, removing a small parcel of powder out of her medical kit. "Try and get comfortable in bed, okay? I'm going to grab a glass of water for you to take this." With a quick glance on her way out to make sure he's not going to do anything stupid or pull at his bandages, Isla pads away downstairs.
"Alright, I think you're good to go," she murmurs, removing a small parcel of powder out of her medical kit. "Try and get comfortable in bed, okay? I'm going to grab a glass of water for you to take this." With a quick glance on her way out to make sure he's not going to do anything stupid or pull at his bandages, Isla pads away downstairs.
sooner or later, we all have to wake
and try forgetting everything
and try forgetting everything
