we might need one of these

Propping it up onto his shoulder, Hattori took a moment to adjust to make it comfortable. Many seasons ago, a little while before he'd arrived in Boreas he'd sustained injuries that were stubborn to heal. Nothing that some rest hadn't fixed but ever since he found he had an urge to roll his shoulders more often than not, test the strength of bone and joints just to make sure everything was as it ought to be. Reassurance that he was in his very best condition, missing toe aside of course. That would not grow back nor would he want it to, what was done was done.

"Very well." He agreed easily enough, allowing her to take the lead as he held onto the back end of the gurney. As he predicted it wasn't heavy in the slightest, just a little awkward to move it about. At least without practice, in time it might get easier.  "How is Askell faring? I heard he was unwell, not himself." He asked, wanting to know how he was from a healers perspective.