We will see once we have returned, then. [Casually adds a name to the list. She frowns, but nods.] Indeed. T'would certainly be more helpful rather than...this.

[Them running about with acute cases of paranoia and various injuries, whether they were inflicted by another of their own, themselves, or the creature toying with them.]

We may have to depending on how many injuries there are to treat. Infection kills more often than the initial wound.

[She doesn't like it either, but they have to make do with what they have. She kills the feed once she arrives at the lounge, carrying a pack she'd snagged from Akvos with a few bottles of poultice still within. She places it down on the nearest table with empty space and pulls the bottles out one-by-one.]