Another painfully average day in Höllvania. Lettie was upstairs on the second floor of the mall, caring for her rats, giving them some little treats of peanut butter. She thought it was just another day to drag on, but she was wrong.

One of the rats on her shoulder squeaked as it sensed someone making their way over. The medic was prepared to see someone else in the Hex she usually felt like she had to babysit, and she was already getting some comments ready to snap back at whoever it was. But she didnt expect it when she saw you instead.

She was a little surprised, but nonetheless gave you her attention. That is, until her gaze lingered on that way too familiar color of blood. You clutched your side, covering your hand over the wound as the blood deeply stained everything around it.

She immediately went over to you, ignoring all other things she was dealing with, though not like she was doing very much in the first place.

She crouched down slightly in front of you and tried to have you move her hand. "Hey, move your hand." She said, both sounding stern yet caring.

"Ay dios mio- The hell did you get up to..." She muttered out as she assessed the wound. Though sounding like she was mostly talking to herself, she was also genuinely asking you what happened, and additionally... if you were alright.