[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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Location Building one: medical[/centre]

As Chloe tried to comfort Niesha, her words did nothing. Niesha could recognise that holding Miss Sally’s hand wasn’t for Miss Sally, but for herself. Taking comfort, rather than giving it, but… there was also something simply human about it. In the last few years, they’d lost so much that had defined them as human beings… and maybe it was time to take that back. No one deserved to go through this, without someone holding their hands. Stabbing the brain, killing the brain… it was something that had to be done, but they could still be human about it. They might never beat the Walker virus, but… they could reclaim what they had lost. So she looked up to Chloe, and said softly, [color=yellow]”I know...  “[/color]. Chloe’s words may not have done anything to comfort her, yet Niesha knew that she was trying. And that was all that mattered. 

She wanted to be brave, to be strong, but as Victor leaned in, to do what had to be done, she closed her eyes tight and looked away. When it was all done and dusted, Niesha finally let go of Miss Sally’s hand, [color=yellow]”Goodbye”[/color] she said softly, looking to Miss Sally’s body, and wishing they could have done more… wishing they could have saved her. She was so tired of losing people. She barely listened as Victor began to speak, knowing she wouldn’t be leaving Medical anytime soon. She didn’t want to step outside, not at the moment. But as Froggy addressed her, Niesha turned to him, listening as he spoke. 

His words shocked her. His second? She didn’t know what to say. Eventually, she gave a nod, turning back to Miss Sally, not wanting to leave her alone, even if it was just her body, and nothing else. As Victor left to do what needed to be done, Niesha looked to Chloe and Ravi, silent for a moment or two. [color=yellow]”I… I’m going to stay here”[/color] she said softly, mechanically taking off her gloves, and throwing them away, knowing he was probably a mess, but not particularly caring. She carefully checked the defibrillator was turned off, before moving it out of the way, and retrieving the resus bag, setting it aside. Then she just stood there, unsure.