Foolish men

The very brief relief she felt at realizing that Mercury was still conscious quickly turned to exasperation as he looked up at her, saying how she should see the other guy, before promptly passing out. She could only sigh and wonder to herself how she ended up surrounded by men that got themselves into these kinds of situations. Her brow furrowed as she focused and got to work, whistling for Blue and using one paw to keep pressure on the wound while she reached for the supplies she'd need to patch him up from the nearby shelves. Once Blue emerged from his little home on the other side of the infirmary and made his way over to where she had begun to work, the lemur helped her prepare the bandages and discarded the ones that Mercury had soiled in his attempts to patch himself up.

She continued to occassionally check his vital signs as she cleaned and sealed up the wound just to put her own mind at ease. He would certainly need some time to rest, but now that the bleeding had stopped and she'd made sure to chase off any infection that could have set in she was confident he would be fine. Once she wrapped a few bandages around his chest to keep the injury clean, she sighed and sat back, giving Blue a thankful nod for his help before the lemur went back to his little nest to sleep. She didn't think she was strong enough to get Mercury up onto a cot herself so after she went and washed off her paws in a near by basin of water, she retrieved a pillow to gently slip under his head and laid a blanket over top of him, deciding he would just have to be on the floor until he woke up or until morning when she could get Art or one of the other men to help her move him.

"Gwynevere Carpathius"