Aurelie was sorting through the bottles in the closet of her makeshift infirmary. It's been a while since she went down to the Firelights in Zaun to help people here. She understood that no one would accept her with open arms here, and that's what happened. She's heard a lot of bad things about herself in the last few weeks, but she's still going to stay. She knows that people need help here too.

Aurelie's mental reasoning is interrupted by the sound of the door opening.