Enid smiled softly at his question. "Tired," she admitted. "And — well, this is silly. But my hands are dry from washing them so much." It was generally ill-advised to see a patient with blood from the previous patient on one's hands, and this was not the first time this had happened to her — but this was one of the first times she'd been in such an intensive triage situation.
"What about you?" Enid asked. She was really savoring this opportunity to share a moment with Nigel Yarwood - grim, under the circumstances, but she could not help it.
"What about you?" Enid asked. She was really savoring this opportunity to share a moment with Nigel Yarwood - grim, under the circumstances, but she could not help it.
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