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Althea was startled by the appearance the red line, though fortunately she was in the middle of switching tools at the time. It took her a moment to find the source of the magic, Gerhardt, and once she realized it was friendly she quickly continued her operation. The Regeneration ability was helping seal his insides true, but it was also sealing her incisions which might have become inconvenient in a more lengthy procedure. 

She tried to avoid being distracted by the two who arrived to help her, a difficult task with Gradon even in normal situations. She definitely appreciated him coming to protect her on his own volition, though she wasn't in any position to answer his queries while she focused.

 [color=FFC1B3]“Book. After.”[/color] 

Is all she gives him during the operation. Esther arrives a considerable amount of time after she was asked for. Althea’s focus on the patient meant she had no idea that the noble girl had been playing a vital role in keeping the other cadets from being shot. She was just rather peeved that she was basically done with the procedure when protection finally arrived.

She finished sewing shut Wagnil’s skin, applied bandages over the sutures and then frantically checked his pulse and breathing when the scout slipped into unconsciousness. Fortunately he was just resting, though it was going to be touch and go whether he ever woke up again. She put his comments aside for now, about the book, but she agreed, they needed to move him and soon. The fact that the enemy might come for them again if they stayed here did not cross her mind, but she knew they needed to get him to a proper hospital or at least somewhere warmer and more sterile than the middle of a forest. 

[color=FFC1B3]“You showed up before we were reduced to paste so that's good enough I suppose. It looks like he will make it if he is allowed to rest”[/color]

she told Esther then turned to the captain  

[color=FFC1B3]“We can move him if it is done gently, I recommend heading for the nearest town so he can get better care”[/color]  

Then raising her voice to get their attention of everyone

[color=FFC1B3]“We need two strong volunteers and some poles of some kind to make a stretcher out off. TZI, Leon your trident and glaive might work for this”[/color] 

She wasn’t sure whether any of the others might carry something like a 10 ft pole but she could probably make a stretcher out of the sheet and the two cadets pole mounted armaments. She would help whoever came to help set up the stretcher.

Having done as much as she could she finally got around to answering Gradon’s question as to why they were after her. She reached into her coat, retrieved the bloodied book the scout had been carrying and showed it to him. It reminded her She would have to make sure to retrieve her own journal from where it lay on the ground before they left.

[color=FFC1B3]“He was very insistent in giving this to me, in trying to make sure it didn’t fall into their hands. Maybe he stole it from them?”[/color] 

She really wasn't shure. Holding it so that he (and anyone else close enough) could see it she opened the book and tried to work out what was so important about it. Her initial assumption is proved incorrect as it appears to be Wagnil’s journal for field reports. She rather frustratedly flicks through it, wondering why it was so important. 

Then she reaches the end and spots a rather good sketch of soldiers that look just like the ones that attacked them. They seem to be guarding a coach and moving to Orello, though she is not sure how so few troops with the gear they have been drawn with would be able to take a fort like Orello. Not that she is a military expert but she was under the assumption you needed siegeworks and at least an equal number of troops to the place you're attacking. 

There's some barely legible rambling from Wagnil about how suspicious that movement pattern is, along with the transcription of a conversation he appears to have somehow gotten close enough to have heard. The conversation was between two foot soldiers talking about the "special cargo" they were guarding and how they couldn't believe how easy it was to get it.

Then there's some hastily looking written scrawls, most of which are illegible apart from the words "... How could... she be...." the very last words being a scrawl saying "not let Bergm..."

[color=FFC1B3]“Captain! You might want to see this.”[/color]