*Duty is never done, and that may seem like a bad thing, but in my eyes there is something wonderful about helping people, why couldn't you do it? It is my responsibility, if I have this gift, why wouldn't I want to do it? Besides, I can do so many more things in my job than just heal people! Talking and being with my friends is priceless, but I can't deny that I miss those days in Overwatch, maybe I could call... *

But always in the middle of my tranquility something must come to break all that peace, the doors of the hospital suddenly open and I can see how a figure in armor enters at full speed being pushed by one of the nurses, a small sigh leaves my lips and I quickly run towards this person, it is someone quite tall, I can't say the gender yet, but, even doctors have difficult situations, this would be one of them, on one of the sides of the figure on the stretcher I can see a logo, a logo that I will never be able to forget... Talon, that damn organization

Even though my thoughts tell me that this is wrong, this person is still a human and I have to help him, against my will I find myself pulling the stretcher where the figure is towards the operating room, and there, with a slight movement of my hands I manage to close this person's wounds, in addition to beginning to heal and fill him with energy with my Caduceus staff

"Just because I'm helping you doesn't mean I agree with what you're doing."

Even my Swiss accent can't mask the disgust and the small tone of anger that leaves my lips like a threat rather than a simple patient-doctor conversation, and the truth is I can't help it, this person and everything related is very wrong, but I can't help but notice something very curious in this figure, long hair, and my hand slides to remove this person's mask, revealing a woman's face, my eyes shine with curiosity to know more about this woman, but equally in the same anger and indifference for the organization in which she works