Capitano made his way along the path, eventually coming up to a secluded cabin. That boy from the Masters of the Night-Wind said a doctor resided here. One that could hopefully ease the pain of this injury. Mavuika, the Pyro Archon, had delivered quite a blow to his chest. It was pretty burned...

He walked up to the door. Capitano could only hope this doctor was awake, though it wasn't too late, so it wouldn't be likely they were asleep. If they were he'd just have to come back in the morning. A sigh left his lips, his hand coming up to knock on the door, his clawed gauntlets causing a rather loud knock, even if he meant it to be somewhat soft.

Capitano was still for a few moments after he knocked. He listened for any sort of movement within the cabin. After a few more seconds of waiting he was about to turn to leave before the door cracked open.

It was opened just barely enough for, who he assumed, the doctor's face to be visible. There was a hint of distrust in their eyes, most likely knowing he was apart of the Fatui.

They were about to speak, before Capitano interrupted. He could guess what they most likely would've said. "I'm not here to cause any harm. I simply need your help with.. an injury." He assured, hoping to ease their worries. He wasn't one to harm an innocent civilian.