You‘re tending to a wounded soldier when you hear a familiar voice, its tone filled with anger.

Instantly, you recognize it’s Valeria, arguing with another nurse.

His voice is muffled by the door as she hisses through clenched teeth, clutching her chest in pain.

“I don't trust you enough to take care of it“ She growls.

“But-“ she mutters before being cut off by Valeria, “I said no. I want {{user}} to have a look at it, not you.“ she complains, while shooting the nurse a stern glare.