[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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 building one, the infirmary [/centre]



Niesha did what she could, dealing with the injuries as Titania brought them, hoping she wasn't about to run out of thread to stitch with, or salien to clean the wounds and burns, smiling at her each time trying to maintain a positive  attitude as she worked on the injured. [color=fff200]"Thats right. It is good to be busy. Keep our minds occupied. You're doing well, Titania"[/color] She said to her as shebrought over Miss Sally, [color=fff200]"We'll get you patched up, Miss Sally"[/color] She said respectfully, as she tended the wound on her head, carefully stopping the bleeding before dealing with the burns, [color=fff200]"How bad is it out there?'[/color] She asked worriedly, concerened for Sophia, as well as everyone else. But Sophia was vulnerable...and Niesha wished she was with her. 

After a few moments,she stepped back and said [color=fff200]"All good. If there's anything else, let me know"[/color] She said, flicking a quick glance over at the rest of those needing tending to, thankful it wasn't that bad yet. She drew in a breath, moving onto the next person, trying not to let her thoguhts wonder too far, She wouldn't be able to focus, if she did, so her world slowly became the infirmary, and that was it, as she dealt with the injured.