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[pencilpremonition]

[Becca stares down at the device in her hands, a puzzled expression on her face.]

Is this Hell? But... I'm not dead yet. I've got another week yet... Or did I forget my last days on earth? I don't...get it. I don't get it at all. Where is everybody? And what do I do now?

[She hopes that people will take pity on her and help her because she's fifteen and pathetic-looking. That and her massive entitlement complex, but that's another matter in and of itself.]

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[pencilpremonition]

[She carefully lifts her shirt off, frowning when she realises that putting her shirt on so quickly ripped the scab off one of the burns. She keeps her back towards him, and holds her shirt in front of her breasts even so.]

...Thank you... I try to take care of 'em, but I can't always reach...

[doctor_dragoon]

[He manages to compose himself while he's rooting through his bag. He's a doctor, damn it, he's going to behave like one.

He heads back over with a jar of ointment, making sure to stay audible behind her.]

It's understandable. This will be cold...

[Dabbing the cream on carefully where it's needed, taking special care around the damaged scabbing.]

[pencilpremonition]

[She whimpers a bit as he works, but she's trained herself not to flinch at anything.]

Thank you...

[doctor_dragoon]

You're welcome.

[He finishes as quickly and carefully as he can. He's pretty good at this. He clears his throat and caps up the ointment when he's finished, backing up to give Becca a little room.]

All finished.

[pencilpremonition]

[She pulls her shirt on carefully, and wrinkles her nose when it sticks to the ointment in places. Better to have it than not, though.]

Thanks.

[doctor_dragoon]

[Yay for shirts! Now we can all behave normally again! Maybe.]

You should take this with you. [Holding out the little jar of cream.] Nothing looked infected, but let me know if they're not healing properly within a few days.

[pencilpremonition]

[She takes it gratefully.]

I will. Thanks again.

[doctor_dragoon]

[Smilesmile~ Heading back over to the abandoned pile of supplies he'd been gathering for her. Looks like there're some linens, an extra blanket, some food, and... a bucket.]

This should get you started.

[pencilpremonition]

Thanks. This is a big help.

[She loads the food into the bucket to carry upstairs, and tucks the linens and blanket over her arm.]

You're amazing.

[doctor_dragoon]

[Aaaaand back to slightly awkward, but he does a much better job of keeping the pink off out of his cheeks this time.]

I just like to be prepared.

[pencilpremonition]

Well, now I will be, too.

[doctor_dragoon]

[Looking pleased.] Good. Don't be afraid to ask if you need anything.

[pencilpremonition]

I...I won't.