[Despite what she wrote in the journal, Kagerou gets to her feet to do another brief supply run. There's relatively little she can do at this point, her healing exhausted if she wants to stay on her feet, but there's always someone in need of bandages--or just another cup of coffee--or an entry wound that needs stitching. The promise of a friendly face and a continued break does wonders to keep her going.
She's back in the staff room by the time Youth comes in, trying to manage the steps of brewing more coffee. The operation at the clinic has run on the stuff for some time now.
She does manage a tired smile, if nothing else.] Oh, hello.
quicklog (sorry, tl;dr)
[Despite what she wrote in the journal, Kagerou gets to her feet to do another brief supply run. There's relatively little she can do at this point, her healing exhausted if she wants to stay on her feet, but there's always someone in need of bandages--or just another cup of coffee--or an entry wound that needs stitching. The promise of a friendly face and a continued break does wonders to keep her going.
She's back in the staff room by the time Youth comes in, trying to manage the steps of brewing more coffee. The operation at the clinic has run on the stuff for some time now.
She does manage a tired smile, if nothing else.] Oh, hello.