Living In Color
This was tiring.
After everything on Tython, Iris wasn't sure when the last time she slept was. Had it even been a day yet? The medical shuttle she'd been helping out on was just packed to the brim with injured individuals. She wasn't even sure where they might've been from. Not that it mattered. NIO, Alliance, Mandalorian, whatever else, she'd help them all as much as she could. To the point of exhaustion. She wandered into the next make shift room, glancing from the clipboard with patient information.
Just the nature of the wound, really.
"Okay broken leg, right?" She didn't even look up from the sheet, instead plopping down on a wheeled stool to scoot over to a hastily packed medical cabinet. Taking out a splint, bacta, the like. She could accelerate the healing, but her plan was only to do enough for it to be bearable to walk on. If she could. Man Iris was tired. Her bright eyes turned over to the boy, blinking for a moment. Then motioned to his legs without a hint of familiarity.
"Can you lay it out?"
Kai Bamarri