Fukawa ducks in after the other girl (even prettier in person, the pettiest part of her notes, probably because she's standing next to you) and is rather impressed with what she's managed so far. Better than most would in a pinch, and she's seen enough slipshod disaster relief to know.]
D-don't thank me just yet, [She mumbles, fixing herself up at the sanitation station.] I'll probably give them ulcers with one touch.
[Once she's certain her hands are clean, she turns expectantly to the other girl.]
Well? It's sprains, right? Sh-show me what I have to do.
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Fukawa ducks in after the other girl (even prettier in person, the pettiest part of her notes, probably because she's standing next to you) and is rather impressed with what she's managed so far. Better than most would in a pinch, and she's seen enough slipshod disaster relief to know.]
D-don't thank me just yet, [She mumbles, fixing herself up at the sanitation station.] I'll probably give them ulcers with one touch.
[Once she's certain her hands are clean, she turns expectantly to the other girl.]
Well? It's sprains, right? Sh-show me what I have to do.