In the society

ooc: john is carrying finlay
Cynthia led the way, hurrying down the stairs to and standing to the side as Johnathan shuffled past. The moment Johnathan lowered the dirt and stone wall, Cynthia rushed back in front of everyone to lead the way to the medical wing. Once past the initial room where evaluations took place, the underground society buzzed with conversation, movement, and the energy of hundreds of mutants on the run. People paused their conversations and activities as Cynthia led the group through, making respectful gestures and some even saluting, while others attempted to greet the newcomers. "Medical wing is in here." Cynthia said as she pushed open a large set of heavy metal doors that would lead into a somewhat crowded hospital like setting. The rooms and hallways were all dimly lit, only the surgical rooms would be adorned with expensive medical equipment and bright lights. "Pharmacy is down the hallway, to the right, the nurses know where everything is." Cynthia said to Khun as she motioned for several nurses to approach. "Tell them what you need, and get started."
"Please" Johnathan added, eyeing Cynthia.
"Not the time John." Cynthia practically growled, her typical calm and mature demeanor fleeting by the second as panic settled in.
"Lydia is resilient. You don't need to stress out the new medic before she has a chance to do anything. And if you are going to panic and stress everyone out, then you need to go somewhere else." Johnathan said, pointing towards the door.
Cynthia huffed, took in a deep breath and nodded. "You're right. I'll come back when I've collected myself."