<div class="floatleft">(http://i1092.photobucket.com/albums/i408/Aadreal/E%20characters/Narindi_zps8bf4c54a.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Narindi<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Below Deck<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Amara, Open<br/><br/><hr/><br/>“Of course.  I shall collect any blankets I find in the crew quarters as well.  Simply tell me which hammock is yours.”  Her long and agile fingers combed gently through Rennet's hair, brushing it from his forehead.  She wished desperately there was more she could do but she'd never been trained with such.<br/><br/>The question drew the first hint of a smile since the explosion.  “I have been drenched in the blood of enemies and kinfolk.  It holds no fear for me, except when there is more on the outside than the inside of one I care about.  My mother was a healer and she tried to teach me her craft.  Though I unable to learn from her, I helped hold those she worked upon more than once.”<br/><br/>She hoped to have some guidance soon as to where she should look for the rags.  Though if it took too long she was not above tearing at her dress to create a compress.  Narindi simply hoped the ship was of a similar layout to the ones she'd known so she would be able to return quickly.<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Summary</div><div class="spoiler_body">~offers to collect blankets and rags from the crew bunkroom<br/>~explains to Amara that she is fine with blood</div></div>