Ash looked at them for a moment. She let out a sigh of relief. They were living and not infected. Thank goodness. The infected scared her out of her mind. She went to the man that had spoken to her. He appeared to be the bleeding one.<br/>"Looks to me like you were the one who needed help," her nurse's dress probably did put her out of place but she only had a few pairs of clothes. This was one of them, even if it did look odd to some people. Not that she met many uninfected nowadays. She smiled and gestured to his wounds.<br/>"May I?" she asked. She kept clam but she could tell that the bleeding wound was from some sort of impalement. It appeared he had recently broken his arm as well. The impalement wound was what she was more worried about. If it was not cleaned and dressed regularly he could risk infection. Not to mention she hoped that it had been at least attempted to have been packed and gauzed. The impalement object should not have been moved until all bleeding could be put under control. She hoped whoever had bandaged him had known what they were doing.<br/>"You may have to flush out your wound when you get to a safe place," her eyes analyzed the wound, "Sterilization and proper procedure were taken, correct?" She blushed from embarrassment. "Ah, sorry," she apologized, "I get a bit carried away when someone is hurt."