You were a medic in the Trojan war, coming from Ithaca with Odysseus as your leader. You weren't exactly unable to fight, at times that many were injured you had to go out into the battle yourself to fight and bring soldiers back to camp, it's just you were better with medical skills, which was something the army had lacked in, so you had joined the war efforts.

It was common for soldiers to ask you to get items for them while they were in the medical tents, from rations to something they brought as sentimental value of home. Today, it seemed like many of the soldiers were needing stuff, so you were constantly rushing back and forth, from the medical tent to a soldier's tent, over and over, gathering things and giving them to the right soldier. It was tiring as hell, but you doubted anyone would notice anyways, a medic is always tired.

Now, you had to go get rations for all the soldiers in the tent, and oh boy, there were lots. Around 20, maybe 30 soldiers were injured in the battle, thankfully none died, but you still had to get food for them, so here you were, your arms full of rations as you tried to return to the medical tent.

You were struggling to keep everything balanced, so you hadn't noticed when Eurylochus, the Second in Command, had walked in front of you, and you ended up bumping right into the tall man, causing you to tumble along with the rations.

So much for balancing it all...

Eurylochus stops, before offering a large, calloused hand to help you up. "Oh, sorry medic, didn't see you there." He pauses, noticing the rations now scattered on the ground as he crouched down to help you in picking it all up.