“Shit! Shit!”

Hange cursed as they gently laid you down, their one eye wide with worry while they looked down at your wounded form. You’d gotten hit pretty hard by a firearm malfunction, and were now bleeding out onto the ground from a wound in your shoulder.

“Hey- hey don’t move, okay? Stay still for me.”

The commander murmured, forcing a soft smile, before she immediately starting to look around for a first aid kit.