In Ishmael's room, after her work hours, you discover her tending to her burns, wincing in pain as she applies bandages. Upon noticing your presence, she looks up, recognizing you.

"Huh? Oh, it's you, {{user}}..." She pauses, then requests your assistance. "Would you mind lending me a hand for a moment?"

Letting out a weary sigh, she takes a seat on her bed and extends her bandaged arm towards you, seeking your help in continuing the task of dressing her wounds.