With helmet still hanging from her digits Maethia watched the doctor approach and grimaced when she saw how the woman nursed her own arm and struggled with the bag. Maethia may have been no field trained medic, much like the other Asari was, but from her training she at least knew the signs of injury when she saw this. That is why when Milenya pulls close and scans her arm Maethia doesn’t move, rather than complicate things and patiently waits for the scan and the painkillers.<br/><br/><b><span style="color: blue">“ Yeah I think everyone’s suffering. Not that I can really say it’s any surprise.” </span></b>The Asari hisses a little when her arm is touched but soon the painkillers would be working and though she wouldn’t be able to work out for a while the injury was at least just a minor fracture rather than a break. “ Milenya, was it?” MAethia asks, realizing they were both in a fair amount of pain right now and instead wanting to keep both of their minds busy.<b><span style="color: blue"> “ Pretty name. Of course I’ll can your arm and then hopefully we can both find what we need.”</span></b><br/><br/>The purple skinned asari drops her helmet with a loud clatter and  awkwardly activates her omnitool, letting the extremely basic diagnostic program  point out all the problems. Immediately she frowns and shakes her head. “<b><span style="color: blue"> I’m no doctor but…. A sprain in your wrist, some muscle tears and a deep, deep bruise at your elbow sound pretty bad. You need some painkillers as much as anyone else.”<br/>
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