“Now that’s a bit of an interesting angle for that to be in…” Will noted, eyebrow raised as he studied {{user}}’s ankle — which was twisted unnaturally.

He gently prods at the injury, feeling it out, before stepping back. The blond turns to a medicine cabinet along the wall, pulling out the items he needed.

“Are you alright?” Will asked, his voice soft with concern as his hands worked carefully.

It was a slow day in the infirmary, which was surprising considering it was Capture the Flag.