Titania had been reviewing charts when it happened. A few people became an influx, then became a steady stream. She had no patients currently and was happy to assist, even as the lack of reliable information was driving her mad. Something was wrong, and she didn't have an answer. Anya hated not having an answer. Returning to triage the next patient, Titania caught sight of the man and child and caught word of Irvingly.

Professional calm and maternal drive firmly guiding her, Titana approached, eyes already looking for clues. Turning a soft smile to the child first, Titana greeted, "Hello, My name is Miss Allaway and I'm a healer. I'm here to help." She kept her focus on the boy, but asked the man holding him, "Sir, I need to know what happened. Can you tell me what you saw?" She kept her voice friendly, her Scots warming her tone as she focused on maintining calm.

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