[ Euphemia stares at wounds quietly. Fear. Before she came here, she was bleeding and injured. Where does she remember that? Ah, yes. Lelouch. His royal appearance. His shocked expression. His blood-stained robes.

That cursed image is back again. It makes her wince just a bit before turning her attention to the ointment and focuses on simply caring for her beloved sister. A free hand reaches to grab a neighboring cloth and soaks it properly before applying it gingerly to the closed wound. Why were her siblings arriving injured? ]

They showed me the basics for triage, yes. I'll be learning even more once I start my position as a Nurse at an assigned hospital.