Want To Help?

“Paper is far more difficult to follow,” Khunara comments as she takes the folder and looks over it. “They may all be stable, but there is still our new friend, the unconscious young man. I’ll need to go see him and check his vitals at some point. I know the nurses are watching him, but as a medical officer, I feel responsible for him.” She shrugs and keep looking over everything, but steals little glances at Johnathan. Each time she does, a slight heat rises to her cheeks and she has to look away.

“I can work on the organization, if you like.” She finally says. “Would you...uhm...like to help?”