<div style="text-align: justify;">Josephine nodded when Nazo said they had to get her wounds cleaned. Sitting up, the girl tried to stay in position. Nodding again, when the man said it would sting, Josephine waited. She clenched her teeth when the alcohol was poured on her wounds. With a sigh, she waited quietly while the man took care of her wounds.<br/><br/>"T-thank you", Josephine murmured, her voice trembling softly. "I had never shot a gun before". With a second sigh, she watched as Nazo looked for the bullets. "What are we going to do now?", she asked softly. "We can't return to the orphanage. Or to my house... can we?".</div>