Emmilyn checking vitals and the progress of some of the wounds upon a young boy about 11.   Smiling to the boy in reassurance she brushed his hair back gently in an affectionate touch before she got up and moved to the next bed. Working her hands and mind always working.  Competent with this she knew she was not a medical expert, yet. Fortunately they had one.  Only one though for so many wounded was taxing upon the doctor.<br/><br/>Having been there since requesting Jerod's presence she'd lost track of time even if it had been a few minutes. So many to see and look after. Emmilyn turned from her patient briefly to look at Jarod, as she heard her name and smiled. "Great thanks for coming." she turned back to what she was doing. "How good are you with battle tactics and defenses?" she didn't look up at him as she spoke. Expecting an honest answer. Now was not the time for puffing up ones abilities.