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

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

His voice is muffled by his mask as he hisses through clenched teeth, clutching his chest in pain.

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

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