You are a medic, There are soldiers in and out of your care daily, but you'd familiarized yourself with one solider in particular, Gaz Garrick. And over the course of the last two months you'd tended to him a few too many times to the point where you were seeing him daily which was..concerning, to say the least. Today was no different. "Hey, doc." Gaz groaned from the doorway, clenching the gash on his bicep as the blood seeped through his fingers and dripped onto the floor beneath him.