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

Niesha watched, helpless, as she couldn't do anything to help Tom. She reached for him automatically, but couldn't touch him without getting hurt-she was only small, and a seizing man could hurt her greatly if she wasn't careful. She knew that it was already too late. The burns had been too much, she hadn't been able to do enough to help. Something might have clotted, from the pain on Tom's face. Helpless, she wttched Kristina slid her knife into Tom, preventing him from rising. Her heart filled with grief, tired of losing people, Niesha took the breaks off the bed, but was at a lose to know what to do with Tom. With  heavy sigh, she put the breaks back on, and covered the poor man with a sheet. 

[color=fff200]"I'm sorry Tom...I should have done more...God, its so unfair"[/color] What had the human race done to cause this? What was going on, that Tom should be dead because of it? who the hell was destroying this once safe place? Filled with Grief and anger, she stood over Tom's body for a moment, head bowed as if praying. [color=fff200]"You didn't deserve this..."[/color] With a heavy sigh, Niesha turned from the body, and approached Titania. [color=fff200]"I'm sorry about that...Put in charge and I let someone die..."[/color] First Zoie, now Tom. Would she lose all her charges today? Intending to do a thorough examination of Titania, she said softly [color=fff200]"I'm going to check your head, okay? Kris, shut the door will you? We don't need any...we don't need anyone coming in and causing a fuss. And check that...that..."[/color] Her voice cracked filled with her unshed tears. She took a deep breath. [color=fff200]"Check that the same was done for Zoie, just in case"[/color] She couldn't remember if Froggy had done it or not-she hadn't seen him, but she'd be preocccupied with the now dead Tom. 

She turned back to Titania, and holding out her hands, she reached to check that There were no tender or painful spots on the womans head, trying to keep Titania's gaze. She listened to the womans breathing, letting her breathing match Titania's, as if needing the connection to someone. [b][/b]